Yeah, you know me Big Crooked Skeme, right I guess I'll just murder this sh** real quick then What up Ill Will [Verse:] Look Pimpin' ain't dead cause a n***a still living Sox gang bang b**h and ain't never switch it Ya man don't touch half the money I'm getting I'm a stand up guy, but baby all my cars sitting Move in slow motion off the potion I'm sipping Double cup stuck, n***a I ain't even tripping Ice in my ears make it hard for me to listen And you ain't gotta ask if I'm on, it's a given Now where the bread at, better yet, where your head at Money up n***a, yea dat, act like I never said that Smoking fire, stacks on too tall Trying to find a b**h with old money and new draws Girl I'm a k**er Them other n***as buying, girl you're talking to the dealer Dollar go-getter, wood gold realer n***a 8 shots fired split em up like Swishers What it do, see they don't have a clue She said she heard I was raw, I said that rumor is true Sitting in the coupe, trying not to look cooped up Ice cream paint, b**hes die to get scooped up Shoutout big Dom, ho choose up If you ain't with it b**h, you can beat it, duece up Money make a b**h recognize And if not, b**h, get a better set of eyes Fly like falcons and high like mountains My cash stack stupid and we ain't even counting Champagne on pour like a fountain You know that Rosé is no less than two thousand Sire [?] in this motherf**er with me, too geeked Got the squad blacked out, boy, too deep Get your a** stomped trying to run up on me Cause all my n***as on go and all my b**hes on E Yeah, turn me up and turn me on You know I'm in my zone, I got kush in my cologne For LA I'm putting on, b**h this where I belong I be smoking on that strong, like my women to be grown Flow so diesel, you are no equal Number one gunner, other rappers just sequels Pistols & Palm Trees, boy this here a prequel Flying in sh**tin' on them boys, seagulls No redo, b**h, you know we do Hit a 3 like them Heat [?] do