text: Ayy, yaaa, ahh
  Menoh
  Ayy, ayy, ayy
  Yeah, Im going in for the kill
  And I dont care how niggas feel
  They get mad cause Im keepin it real
  Need a house wanna live in the hills
  Mom stressin, Im payin her bills
  Fuck a opp, we pop him like a pill
  If you try me, bro aim with the still 
  I was still in the phill
  Run it up, just to get a mill
  Why your mans do it for the thrill
  And he slippin like banana peels
  Good gas, tell her how it smell
  I was making money off the scale
  And I still got clientele
  And I still get it through the mail 
  I was moving all the grams, runnin trap just like a band
  Smoking dope, I dont fuck with the xans
  Free Keen, aint switch on his fam
  I got money, its all in my hands
  I was broke working hard on the plan
  She a model, just look at her stance
  Big guap, big nots in my pants
  And you can miss me with the bullshit
  Dont compare me to these rap guys
  Grew the name off of hard work
  I should probably start a franchise
  Ima buy my brothers gold chains for being with me through the hard times
  And we aint sellin drugs no more
  Got a white girl off of coke lines
  And Im taking wins like Jordan
  And you takin Ls cause you boring
  Off ten woods and Im soarin
  Only fuck with her if she gorgeous
  Up next, nigga its important
  Drivin fast, dash in the foreign
  Give me the ball cause Im scoring
  And she give me top in Ralph Lauren
  Young niggas set the wave
  And I dont like to follow trends
  Nigga I aint have many friends
  Only one account, dividends
  With my fam to this shit and the end
  Ima rider I break all my sins
  And all black when I slide in the tint
  We gon buy it with stress for the rent
  People tell me that I changed
  But never knew me from the start
  I put the numbers on the chart
  Thats when I started breaking hearts
  Thats your girl and she down for the gang
  I stay loyal, I dont fuck with no lames
  Need diamonds, like water my chain
  And I know you aint feeling my pain
  Yeah, Im going in for the kill
  And I dont care how niggas feel
  They get mad cause Im keepin it real
  Need a house wanna live in the hills
  Mom stressin, Im payin her bills
  Fuck a opp, we pop him like a pill
  If you try me, bro aim with the still 
  I was still in the phill
  Run it up, just to get a mill
  Why your mans do it for the thrill
  And he slippin like banana peels
  Good gas, tell her how it smell
  I was making money off the scale
  And I still got clientele
  And I still get it through the mail 
  These days go by, I roll one, get high
  Look me in my eyes, dont tell me no lies
  Take a part of me, this no fantasy
  Not the one for me, show no sympathy
  Thats why we dont show no sympathy
  Fuck that hoe cause I know she aint meant for me
  Say Im crazy, I dont know what got into me
  I could never give a fuck about a enemy
  Thats why we dont show no sympathy
  Fuck that hoe cause I know she aint meant for me
  Say Im crazy, I dont know what got into me
  I could never give a fuck about a enemy