Sent my bitch to the ****ing store, I told her we need drank Sent my bitch to your ****ing house, she scoping out your place She said you ain’t gotta worry about nothin’ baby boy he a broke boy, can’t relate This your ****ing world, feel like Tony Montana leave him dead at the interstate Everytime I walk in the booth, they be like oh my god Beez slay Everytime they hear that outcome, they be like oh my god Beez ate Why you trying to compare to me, bitch i’m different ranks Bitch I feel like Ian, going Sicko Mode i’m born from pain Bitch i’m really him, I could really walk on anything Pockets in the gym, pockets really been on heavy weight Did I forget to mention, my brother really named after that saint But he a ****ing demon, only come out at night he come to play And he ****ing splashing, really on that time he feel like dame Got that call casting, bro said shawty wanna come then give me brain Shawty so nasty, sucking me off ion even know her name She got full capacity, so you know we really run that train Dressed in all black baby like the black panther I got brothers in the cut they going ape shit, bananas I can see through all the angles baby, I got panorama Just depend on my mood lil baby, I discard my manners I’m the neighborhood rage star baby, I ain’t with the gimmicks I just hop up on these beats and I just walk em down like Dennis I’m a G rollin ****in Herbs baby so you know I ain’t got No Limits All these boys be just talk, they ain’t really bout they ****ing business I ain’t trippin bout them whips lil boy, i know them shits be rented Chase shit for the clout, they be chasing shit for the guiness Worried about this and that, y'all be worried bout what’s trending That’s the reason we be winning can’t see nothing, Prada my lenses I got Penta-lenses bitch, I got that 5POINTVISION, uh They ask where you been AJ bitch, I’ve been on a mission Tryna get my paper straight, I just been counting up these digits I just told this bitch, time is money I only got a minute, uh Took three years off this music shit had to handle some business, uh I just told Lil Beez i know these boys wish I was finished, uh That boy had to put the mic down he’s washed like dishes, uh That boy sad as **** he ain’t got no bread and got no bitches, uh How the **** you ain’t got motion, you gotta be jokin’ And your girl can’t talk right now lil bro, she steady chokin’ I got red ink i’m rocking gold just like a trojan I’ve really been him since I was a kid I’m really chosen Bitch i’m born from pain, uh Bitch i’m born from rage, uh That boy wanna be one of us but bitch we ain’t the same I’ve been quiet for way too long now it’s time to go insane I can’t wait to put that 5POINT star up on my chain