I'm goin' dumb in a mosh pit
If I'm out in the crowd, I lost it
I can't close my eyelids
Why? 'Cause a young **** off it
I got the message like a prophet
I got the message like a (I got the message like a)
I got the message like a prophet
Last year, made a big profit
Big bands, put it in my wallet
Smokin' this gas got me coughin', yessir
If you talk that bad, put you in a casket or a coffin
Bitch, bitch
Yeah, yeah
It's a motherfuckin' stick-up
Put your hands up or get hit up
I grew up a bad ****
Section 8 baby (In the projects)
I was in the projects with the hitters (Hitters)
Now I count bands, count figures (Chicken)
You don't fuck with Sheck Wes, get the finger (Bitch)
Danced on a ho like Mike (Yes)
Danced on a ho like the wizard (Thriller)
My young heart cold like December (Bitch)
Streets done turned him into a killer
The car panoramic, all white, Ku Klux Klan-in'
I got in her panties, I didn't eat the candy
The new one is Spanish, I hopped out the coupe
Gave a rack to her grannie
I don't do the bogus, ain't tryna expose you
I didn't even tell 'em your house was foreclosure
I didn't even know, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry
I thought that you fucked him, I owe you for life and you won with no score
I hop off the jet, I hop on the boat
I'm smokin' Biscotti, it's makin' me choke
I have after parties and air out the parties
I'm drinkin' red, I don't want no Bacardi
When I get the kids, you look so sorted
You look like you have a good time with your buddies
I know that you need a little break and they fussin' with you
It's the oath to shoot out of the bucket with you
Need a nanny, I go Randy Savage
I gave way the Rollie, the AP is 'matic
Got Daytonas, Breitlings, got Skeletons added
This shit don't look average, I like how it's settin'
I'm checkin' the static, I'm checkin' the settings
This bitch 'round my neck, eat while cookin' my patty
I'm hungry as fuck, tryna eat out her caddy
I got the biggest spot inside the valley
I'm next to John Wall, I could throw him an alley
Run the play, boy, mansion is steppin'
I put on some ice, now I'm cold as an attic
I know how to fold, I took all my cash in
I know how to fish, I know that I'm rich
I poured an eighth in a Sierra Mist
Ran up some M's, I don't need a lick
Heard she was gone, I don't see that bitch
I'm goin' dumb in a mosh pit
If I'm out in the crowd, I lost it
I can't close my eyelids
Why? 'Cause a young **** off it
I got the message like a prophet
I got the message like a (I got the message like a)
I got the message like a prophet
Last year, made a big profit
Big bands, put it in my wallet
Smokin' this gas got me coughin', yessir
If you talk that bad, put you in a casket or a coffin
Bitch, bitch
It's a motherfuckin' stick-up
Put your hands up or get hit up
I grew up a bad ****
