Slammed, every time I rap, it's like a crack attack
All my baby mamas is stalkers, they want the rabbit back (Yeah)
Learnt my lesson, fukkin' with groupies, now it's a wrap for that
bytches quick to snitch to them people, ho', you a rat for that
She always shyttin' on a nikka dreams
Back when Diego used to send me my money taped in a magazine
She play with her nosе, so I look at her like a dope fiеnd
Meanwhile I'm sippin' Tahitian, treatin' promethazine (Yeah)
Meanwhile I'm runnin' in circles, tryin' to be more commercial
Rapper nikkas scared to collab' with me, I'm too controversial (What? Huh)
I say "fukk them nikkas, suck a dikk"
He might record it, if the boy don't support it, you just a fukkin' lick
Lately, I've been focused on movies and not the music (Yeah)
Underrated, but I still feel like I ain't got shyt to prove
These nikkas hate the seven-figure bank statements, ain't no illusion
Boy, you stepped on, and my story ain't ever been convoluted
It's the 'caine train, hundred percent, fresh off the lip (bytch)
Chopper shot wet, nothin' but net, I hear the swish (Swish)
I can get arrested, long as my enemies rest in piss (bytch)
nikka crossed me, then he lost me and I ain't fukked with him since (bytch)
In a year, I'ma be on the red carpet, me and my bytch (Yeah)
They'll be postin' anniversaries 'bout the day you got hit, nikka (Ah, yeah, you remember that?)
Made him twerk it, bullets got his body shakin'
Have a nikka mama sayin' (You know what you thinkin'?)
Slammed, every time I rap, it's like a crack attack (Yeah, yeah)
nikkas lookin' for triple S's, they want the rabbit back (Yeah)
fukk her back and forth, nikkas busters, they want to battle rap
In the mirror, pickin' my outfit, I got my gat attached
Next year, might retire from rap and be stinky rich
They'll be postin' anniversaries 'bout the day you got hit, nikka Made him twerk it, bullets got his body shakin'
Have a nikka mama sayin' (You know what you thinkin'?)