[Hook] I got my money up b**hes try to s** me up My homies busy runnin' up To hit your house, I'll sum it up Bout to shoot you up with that 9 Tryna be 50, rich or die tryin' You gon rest, I'll tell you good night Take that b**h, now s**a she mine [Verse 1] I got this sh** on lock Off the dome I call the shots Don't need not one y'all thots Unless you all gon crop a top LoneMoon that astronaut No G, I float, don't fall a lot I don't fall a lot but if you keep talkin your head gon drop [Verse 2] I'm technical My brain a hip hop receptacle That's why I'm incredible That's why I'm out testin hoes And you less then, hoe I'm bouta teach you a lesson hoe You italian like the dressing, hoe Sorry. That ain't professional [Verse 3] Oh sh**, gota pistol whip, like an acid hit, i'm pa**ionate, ain't ask for sh**, bro you last in this, aye aye, you lackin this, 2016 I'm a graduate, bullseye on this cuz I'm accurate Man I'm crashin, b**h