Still checking at the place still cold Moving in a way no place no snow Straight chillin' with my niggas and shiver Thinking about the sun lay thoughts on the river
Move back nigga, move back nigga Fake Jordan-ass whack-ass bitch nigga I come packed with eleven damn shots I claim this city and I take your spot
Stay thinking about a white one Thinking about a bright sun That I changed straight from the dark shit
No take when I'm playing with the black gun nigga You ain't never been a god since the last run
No stares in the place that's you A lot of niggas tell me that I never really owe
Track track to the place back back nigga Tell me that I'm like a nigga but my flow sicker
[Verse 2] Dressed like a motherfucking god when I reach the spot (Shit!) Niggas always tell me that I made it from the empty slot (Shit!)
Change ways niggas no truth no plot Fuck a white brand no top no spot Сhase all day till the darts in the back But my niggas fuck bitches in the back of the cab
Claim riches but a nigga been whack Never talk boy with your fake ass stack
Сash cash talking about cash cash nigga When I throw that shade catch catch nigga
Last time when I talked to a man Well shit run quick slash slash for the neck nigga
Know I gotta make it out the cold for the best show
Please don't try never show my pack Bitch don't cry just move that tech That's trash thought I'd never really say this Caught my music on my ex bitch playlist
Bitches say 613 that's the greatest But I never see no niggas ever famous
Fax-boy black boy trash boy trash boy Ten fake bape hoodies fake face boy
Know I tell these niggas that I never do shit But my thoughts never sick So I'm never not slick nigga nigga
Watch me leave this place you stay Think about the fault you made Change the fucking shit you say I may be back another day