Music: Zachary Mullett/Linderius Johnson/Konstantinos Latos/Darius Thornton
Lyrics: Darius Thornton/Zachary Mullett/Konstantinos Latos/Linderius Johnson
创作者：Darius Thornton、
Konstantinos Latos, Linderius Johnson, Zachary Mullett
First thing on my mind when I wake up
Gotta go get me some cake up, then murder
They take one of yours they gon cry
Get off your ass and go slide, and shirt‘em
I'm getting a whole lotta green
Can put me a bitch on her knee and a opp on a tee
I got a whole lotta partners
They go catch a body for me, they don't charge me a fee
Miami I ain't leavin' my heat
Ice on my neck but I still got that fire on me
Cheerleader, I'm catching bodies like freaks
Plastered the room I'm killing em neat
I got a whole lotta glizzies
I ain't workin' no job, but Lil Darius still get busy
Them partner and 'em got a location That shit don't even matter, I catch him he still get missed
Find out where they be at, we camping out all night
Damn what happened to- all white
Catch 'em we wet 'em we leave 'em at stoplight
Backporch gang, we leave 'em there all night
2-0, they died, we ain't died yet
He said that he 24 Kobe he shooting them shots. he shootin' like Shaq
Lil' kid game when it come to them niggas
Whack-a-mole getting 'em whacked
My manager tell me to focus on rap, but I'm out there flipping them packs
Ain't workin' at Lids but they knock ya down, I'm still tryna catch me a hat
New hoe every day, you crazy as hell you think l'm cuffing a gnat
Faceshot, leave the boy brains on a mat
Yeah
Y'all know what the **** it is
952 the label, nigga
Yeah
Pussy
Murder
Who the **** told these boys they was stepping?
I'm never praying to god, I'ma spin on this block tell that pussy go talk to the reverend
I'ma double my necklace, they say lil buddy be flexing
I'm not a regular pedestrian
Sparing nobody, get 'em whacked all you hearing about it
223, 556, that **** nigga played he get put on this shit
I got this shit out the mud
Told twin "You good, you ain't gotta go hit no more licks"
Swear this shit came out the blue like a miracle
Put some racks on your head, I ain't feeling you
Who is these niggas？
Swear to god I influence these niggas
They make me mad I'ma drop me a hundred
Have you ever seen a young nigga drop shells out a hummer?
I'm really lit in this rap but I stay in the trap I'ma beat that bitch right to a coma
There go Luh Anti if you play then that **** boy on standby
Look, I'm rich as ****, I put a rack on my truck
Niggas runnin' out of luck
I gotta get it
I'm still completing them missions
I'm really having this chicken, it's just the beginning
Walk out of Saks with my pockets so fat evervtime vou see anti he having them racks
Oh we can't get at that boy，we gon' get at his brother
Say whatchu know about that
Shots out SCAT（Pu33y）