This ain't no diss, I'm talkin' shit
For every one of you niggas think it's that, then bitch it's this
Dancin' in the dark with that .23 and tinted click
Everything I ever wanted, scratched it off the list
And for them pocket watchers, joggers, bitch, I'm still havin' shit
Peeled off the lot like, "Skrrt", made the back of that bitch kiss
Send a BiC with a bad bitch, I'm rollin' weed, she suckin' dick
Bugatti with the 1K on just to let it gliss
Kill a whale up in that water, bitch, I eat up all the fish

Niggas out here stealin' flows and call they selves the G.O.A.T
I walk alone, but you know Clar and them be everywhere I go
If I'm by myself I got to have choppa somewhere close
And nigga, you know how that go, it's like the Devil on my shoulder
Demons walkin' with me, pistol on my lap, pray 'cause I be sinnin'
They was showin' love, it wasn't no hate in the beginnin'
I guess when you get some recognition niggas get to switchin', on my Mama son
Teary Ray the youngest done
Once a million dollars as a toddler, knew I wanted one
Careful flip and I count dollar for dollar, turn me to a robber
Me, Jizzle and AJ on the block lookin' for lick, come help us find it
In my backpack kept a binder, it was full of raps
Raw Raw was the youngest but he always had the biggest strap
Niggas tryna keep up with the clan, we steady runnin' laps
You get mad, I hear them rumors
What the fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Dark outside the house, soon as he out, uh, knock 'em down
You know he ain't clearin' it with the brand, don't even come around
My young niggas fucked up, they tie you up and take your pounds
He on that every time, I got to make it home safe and sound

This ain't no diss, I'm talkin' shit
For every one of you niggas think it's that, then bitch it's this
Dancin' in the dark with that .23 and tinted click
Everything I ever wanted, scratched it off the list
And for them pocket watchers, joggers, bitch, I'm still havin' shit
Peeled off the lot like, "Skrrt", made the back of that bitch kiss
Send a BiC with a bad bitch, I'm rollin' weed, she suckin' dick
Bugatti with the 1K on just to let it gliss
Kill a whale up in that water, bitch, I eat up all the fish

Copyright: Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): Christoffer Marcussen, Jeremiah Northern, Julian Hecker