None of you n*ggas gon' check me
I know this sh*t can get hectic
I know this sh*t can get hectic
My face is still well connected
[Hook]
I know this sh*t can get hectic
I know this sh*t can get hectic
My face is still well connected
None of you pussies gon' check me
My face still well respected
I know this sh*t can get hectic
I know this sh*t can get hectic
[Verse 1]
f*ck all the rules
f*ck all the rules
None of you n*ggas gon' check me
Just cause you mugg
Just cause you [?], don't mean you n*ggas gon' check me
I know he fake
I know he pie, but this sh*t still can get hectic
He love to talk
He love to act
I might just send him a message
Load up the chopper
Bring out the goons, we gon' go send him a message
Go get his momma, tie up his sister
We gon' deliver the message
My heart is cold, I don't feel nothin'
I am too numb to the pressure
You can't be real
You can't be trill, if you can't adapt to the pressure
All my whole life, I kept it real, but n*ggas still askin' for pressure
The ones that you trust, the ones that you love, they might just fold under pressure
Gotta be woke, gotta be up, n*ggas'll rob all your blessin's
Run in your house, take all your gold
We used to call that a blessin'
Now we flip bricks, now we touch O's, we in the bank in investments
I'm in the Rari, I'm in the Porsche
I am a walking investment
I gotta check, I gotta check, but I still love all the values
I keep it thugga, I keep it thugga, but I ain't gay, I don't ride it
I gotta b*tch
I gotta stick
I pull it out and I bust it
I give two f*cks
I run it up
I need a check
Why they fussin'
She suck me up, she got me stuck, ooh it's so good I might bust
Came in the vet
Left in the Lamb, I got these b*tches all f*cking
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2]
Listen I know my n*ggas gon' check you
I know my n*ggas gon' touch you
I know my n*ggas gon' flip you
I know them n*ggas gon' get you
You not an issue
You know I stay with two pistols
I keep a bag full of missiles
You not an issue
You know I stay with two pistols
I keep a bag full of missiles
Had to repeat it
These rappers acting delusional
These n*ggas acting delusional
When in ya face
All of that yapping you doing, all of that yapping you doing
I'm in ya face
You rappers acting too pus*y
I might just pull up and shoot it, y'all a disgrace
f*ck all that talking you doing
f*ck all that talking you doing
I'm 'bout that action
I'm having thoughts on my mind, should I just pull up and rob you, or should I stop?
f*ck all that sh*t he was talking
Ignore that sh*t he was talking
We 'bout that action
All of my n*ggas is dealers
Most of my n*ggas gon' rob, we 'bout that trappin'
All of my b*tches is bad
Most of my b*tches is grimy, they want some action
Set up a n*gga for drugs
Finesse a n*gga with love, she got you trapped
I am a muhf*cking pimp
I am a muhf*cking don
I am the captain
I got the muhf*cking trap
I got the muhf*cking rap, b*tch I ain't budging
I know this sh*t can get hectic
My face is still well connected, watch how I done 'em
[Hook]