[Verse 1: AK]
Ride around and I'm getting it
Aim for the stars, know the solar the limit
Relate to the gods, we were made in their image
f** the facades I'm just here trynna get it, ya dig
Started off finished depart all ya men
I'm a mothaf**ing menace AK ain't got no limit's
Like Pete Miller Crystal, I see clearer whistles
See nothing but street n***as
You don't want beef n***a
Well least believe, n***a
I came for all this, guess it's for me, n***a
She used up all of her gas in the last twenty dollars and swallowed the team, n***a
But these hoes never get nothing but nutting
That's Pimp 101, gotta teach n***as
But these hoes never get nothing but nutting
That's Pimp 101, gotta teach n***as
[Verse 2: Issa Gold]
Don't need you n***as I'm straight
Cause most these n***as is fake
That true religion, my faith
Don't need no gun to my waist
But know my n***as don't play around
Popping up and we lay it down
b**hes f**ing all day now
Smoking like it's okay now
All my n***as know, if it ain't 'bout bread then vámonos
See me knock them down like dominoes
b**hes like them gods, well I suppose, whoa
Cop a pack and I'll lay low
Finish that and I'll reload
n***as Shaqqing they free throws
But I look like Kobe from three though
[Bridge: AK]
Feeling like chopper, your b**h know I'm loaded
That p**y can't lock me up, cause I destroy it
Winners still pocket, I just might employ it
I shoot her free rockets and show that she loyal
High like a carpet I touch down, they moist
I collect all my profits and then I enjoy
Dead to the gossip, my brain only process
Broccoli and that pasta, bring it to ya boy
[Hook: Issa Gold]
Let's go get it, young John Lennon
n***a better k** me to stop my message
Glad to be here, gonna count my blessings
Run up on me, n***as gonna get deaded
Let's go get it, young John Lennon
n***a better k** me to stop my message
Glad to be here, gonna count my blessings
Run up on me, n***as gonna get deaded
[Verse 3: AK]
Hit 'em up and I keep going
Change the game, call it cheat code
I been taking trips, counting lotta chips
Got my wallet thick where my meat go
Swerve, swerve, pull up, Deebo
Put in work, work, that's a cheat code
And I'm fresher than Designer, my n***a
Address me “your Highness”, my n***a
We blowing the finest, my n***a
I'm just being honest
I'm high like a comet, my n***a
Come get your girl cause I'm here for the k**
She wanna watch DBZ and just chill
But I ain't wasting my time, that's for real
Tell her to skate after grinding my rail
Secret is skate hitting L after L
Jealousy in your face, I can tell, I can tell, I can tell
[Verse 4: Issa]
Who the f** really relate?
f**ing rainbow hoes, don't care 'bout they race
Pour a deuce I turn my soda to drank
Diddy dancin' all the way to the bank
Came out the gritty, n***a that's a fact
El Chapo batsh** running around the map
n***a bring liberation where we at
Money precipitating, raining wax
Energy dissipating through the ma**es
We blowing like Hiroshima, young disaster
I'm gifted, the Jedi prince, I'm filled with laughter
But when my lightsaber raised up, I'm a master
A poet, Van Gogh, with the words as my canvas
My message like Floyd in the ring doing damage
And word to my n***a Freddie rapping packages
You cannot k** me, better never happening
[Bridge: AK]
Feeling like chopper, your b**h know I'm loaded
That p**y can't lock me up, cause I destroy it
Winners still pocket, I just might employ it
I shoot her free rockets and show that she loyal
High like a carpet I touch down, they moist
I collect all my profits and then I enjoy
Dead to the gossip, my brain only process
Broccoli and that pasta, bring it to ya boy
[Hook: Issa Gold]
Let's go get it, young John Lennon
n***a better k** me to stop my message
Glad to be here, gonna count my blessings
Run up on me, n***as gonna get deaded
Let's go get it, young John Lennon
n***a better k** me to stop my message
Glad to be here, gonna count my blessings
Run up on me, n***as gonna get deaded