[Verse 1: Jay Prince]
Look
If you don't got no haters then ain't poppin'
You sneak dissin'
I turn around you know i had to drop it
Don't trust b**hes don't lust them 'cause I'm doing better without 'em
You know i had to drop this heat before the devil caught up
Now you ain't poppin'
The only thing you doing hoppin'
From man-to-man that's a slaughter i call that twin slobbin'
The haters hit me up and ask me when that diss droppin'
Well that's the day that your mom and come back and give me toppy
The haters say they look up to me but they just a copy
I paste them n***as to the ground where they supposed to be
People always lyin' to my face they don't believe in me
You know when that money walk in b**hes gon' be needin' me
That hotline bling and everytime they see a band on me
It's like i got a lot of haters that don't even want me here
I see a lot of haters that don't even want me here
Tryin' to take my spot but they ain't popping like the flow you hear
Once you walk up on the block
Just make sure that you never stop
All these n***as turning fake and turnin' into a f**ing opp
Never trust a soul all these n***as fake they a f**ing fraud
Credit card scamming they livin' life where that sh** is false
Them n***as they ain't scurtin off a f**ing a lambo
And they ain't getting b**hes or touching guns like they f**ing rambo
Them n***as fraud ain't getting paid they just f**ing lost
And maybe stuck in a dream that they can never chase
[Verse 2: Benito]
Thumbing through a check,diggin' in a ounce
First we bring 'em and then we weigh ' em out
I just want that money so I'm in and out
But if i hear him talking sh** then imma lay him out
Walk walk up this b**h and it's going up
These people know me I'm always rollin' up
Now you mad, and you goin' nuts
Learn the game boy your hoe wan' roll with us
I keep on going I'm going reefer blowing while in slow motion
These people say they taggin' toes i know they on that hoe sh**
You hang around me but I'm knowin' what's your motive b**h
I keep that thang around me if they loafing then we smoke 'em
[Verse 3: Antonio]
I'm standing on a table f** a aussie n***a
I got more bullets than a choppa n***a
You f** with me i drop you n***a
Bullets flyin' through the choppa n***a
Jay Prince i f**ing got you n***a
Tell my family we ain't starving n***a(2x)
And we ain't getting high
I'm so glorified prioritized
I need to f**ing pour up 5
I know my n***as mad when they see a n***a rollin' by
For my people imma die(2x)
Told my n***as that I'm lucky just to f**ing be alive