[Intro] Yeah I'm not a fool I just love that you're dead inside I'm not a fool I just love that you're dead inside I'm lifeless, haha Haan, yeah
[Hook] When you got the space You chop the top off, got the brain out Smoke and drink, take her to the crib what the brain bout? All my niggas playin', we ain't talkin' what that bread bout Smokin' medication, got my bread right Niggas try to stop us, we ain't gon' let 'em Bitches try to trap us, we ain't gon' let 'em Man we just get ready Haah, we just get ready
[Verse 1] Talk about bread, God damn, got a whole lot Said pray for the ones that niggas got the ball out God damn, watch the ball work Got rich, put 'em on work Finish last nigga, ball first Now curve bitches cold turkey In the game nigga, no mercy For the weak nigga (?) the leach nigga Shoot the shepherd and the sheep nigga From my head to my feet nigga Countin' (?) while I sleep nigga High school to the league nigga Pull up on them hoes, watch it fall out 'Rari sittin' low, gotta crawl out If that pussy wet, never pull out If that pussy good, bite 'em all out Sittin' court side in my court case Drinkin' lean, poppin' pills, heart racin' Velvet rope, blue dot, all Ace 36 O's, foundation Word around town, I'm the man nigga Breakin' down work to the grams nigga Whip it in the Pan nigga Gettin' money with the fam nigga
[Hook] When you got the space You chop the top off, got the brain out Smoke and drink, take her to the crib what the brain bout? All my niggas playin', we ain't talkin' what that bread bout Smokin' medication, got my bread right Niggas try to stop us, we ain't gon' let 'em Bitches try to trap us, we ain't gon' let 'em Man we just get ready Haah, we just get ready
[Verse 2] Aye, young nigga from the trap, bitch can't trap me Young cold nigga get money like an athlete Now I'm straight like 12:30 Pussy clean, baby talk dirty Need the work nigga, call early Rap game sabotage and we gon' burn it Nigga cold murder And I'm comin' for ya head nigga And I did what I said nigga Mine get it how I live nigga Go playin' with the bread nigga I blow off your dread nigga Get the hoes sprayin' nigga From the bottom it was all I Told your whole story, it was all lies Drink and smoke till I fall out Thought he get the bread and it's all out Nah nigga, jumped in the fire nigga Still ridin' with the fire nigga Countin' money, gettin' high nigga Praise due to the high nigga But my niggas on set, I can die nigga Started from the block nigga I done earned my spot nigga From the bot', couldn't see the top nigga Coke Boy non-stop nigga
[Hook] When you got the space You chop the top off, got the brain out Smoke and drink, take her to the crib what the brain bout? All my niggas playin', we ain't talkin' what that bread bout Smokin' medication, got my bread right Niggas try to stop us, we ain't gon' let 'em Bitches try to trap us, we ain't gon' let 'em Man we just get ready Haah, we just get ready