{verse 1: Scrim}
Steady ridin low
Eyes steady swole
Feel like d**h row, 1994
$uicide tears, drippin off on mothers
Bullets in the chamber of the pistol in the cupboard
Got a couple black tees, with that indo sparkin
b**h dint even look my way cus I f**in hate talkin
Got them spinners on a hearse, b**hes fo dessert
Pour me up a four, I'm sippin codeine till the dirt
[Verse 2: oddy]
Ridin round tex(as) in a lex(us) wit a florida liscense plate
Outta state, eatin grapes, blowin dank, no we aint b**h
Dry as f**in weed
Slick, havin the panic attack with the mac in his lap
And now you makin beats
Smurf in the back gonna get some sleep
Gas tank on E, another state, all me
Sunset, cool breeze lookin at the moon and then i turn
Into a goon im doin what i please
Throwin up some f**in threes
[Verse 3: Black Smurf]
Slide in deep while I'm tipped
Tryna run cash up
Steady fienin' more income like
Damn bro what I gotta do to get out of these problems I'm facing?
Light a smooth J in my right hand
Got b**hes just like U2 (you too?)
Get the cash man
I didn't always have for the cab man
Ain't no tellin' what a n***a do to you
Shake your hand, or just shoot through you
I'm the man that you show respect
Receive crew to through
Either that, or get that a** fanned up
Matter fact, I rather run bands up
Meet the pocket chopper, mini rocket-launcher
Stay out the way or get backed up, n***a