[Intor] Yeah cannon [Verse 1] I tighten up mah ferragamo belt and handle business Lil n***a don't play with a gangster play with yo kids Yo b**h wanna f** em up yo dick or buy you ribs And pussies gonna get p**y not ever that's how it is Four side i planted some chips at mah mamma crib But Who would have imagine a little duke going this big Got die for my reputation i never ran i never hid f**ing with me wrong get a hundred shots of such a lead man That money coming out these n***as playing like they know me That money comin out these b**hes acting like they groupies I keep mind on that lucci man a n***a like gucci I got b notes in my wallet only Only melody they sue me [Verse 2] I come from the gutter so the gutter build me Countin dirty money my palms and thumbs filthy Laughing at these lil bity n***as who wanna to k** me Keep it active ama snatch back a trigger make n***as feel me yaaaaahhh Ain't no emotions from a mogul dog buzzin around the map While you just trying to make a local dawg Come and play around with the mail that we goin post to Only option is get out of my lane or end up oppose to n***as mimic all of up mah lingo they got a parrot mouth All this conversation from haters is what i don't care about Nigaas love talking tough until we find they wareabouts Pull up on yo spot with them youngers and let them air it out Walkin in the ring with the king bet you getting carried out First round KOs k**ers move when i say so [Verse 3] All this paper routines there's no way i can lay low Wake up to a cup and syrup you keep the egg oos Am i m inglewood n***a with an attitude down to clap at a you Work appear and disappear my trap magical Cut out all the funs for the fans that's what i had to do Friends turn foes in a minute that's what the cash will do I stop writing i said f** it i went off the grid Mah dawg fitin twenty to life and just tryin to live f** all these players we be spraying you n***as get the best Ingleworld 3 on ceilos a n***a shooting trips