[Verse 1]
Lucky you yo crew gave up ya success ya on press/
I see ya on stress I dress this shit I make hits/
I fits wit the rest of them I’m back again gonna spaz/
You trash boys still tryna be irrelevant my blunt way high/
Say goodbye to your spotlight tonight got that ice wit that beer/
Gonna steer that whip like cream gon extreme on you fuckers/
You suckers ain't worth a listen to my ears fears no motherfucker/
I’m going crazy like a firecracker I be that gangster that got no chill/
I kill this trap I still makin those big bills gon snap on these fuck boys/
Royce 5’9 n Eminem shot ya down on not alike I’m gonna strike this like they did/
I been gifted as a trap god cannot forget ima blow the steam up like that engine/
I shine on em hard grind on em with that card in my pocket gon blow that rocket/
Blow ya eye sockets got more chips than ahoy gon make em unemployed/
You is a Freud nigga with that sloppy cash I crash yo battery yo shit wasn’t plugged/
Fuck yo fake product got a dick but ya sucked hard on ya cypher got that sniper in my hand/
Got bands wit those rubbers since birth I flex on ya I sex on ya wives survived from ya come up/
Got that syrup filled to the top gon shot up yo drops cops yo coupe got that scoop on ya fags/

[Verse 2]
Lucky you my crew flew in my party sippin on bobby/
I be in the lobby booth sipping on that booze/
I been getting real loose introduced me into the trap/
This the rap I’m all strapped up got that cup in my hand/
Got bands in the rubber bands got them timberlands on/
Like I’m from Brooklyn ya my sons but ya moms been bustin me/
Money makes me satisfied gonna bust it wide open lucky me i been chosen/
That explosion is gonna cause that conjuring I stay burning that weed/
Buried ya wack flow in the ground crowned myself as rap royalty/
I got no loyalty for fuck boys destroyed the game this flame gettin bigger/
Got that liquor in my mind remind ya I been the hottest rapper from jersey/
Got so much energy ya lookin thirsty for This sexy spot you mad you ain’t hot/
Chop it up like Jason got that golden gun loaded wit them bulletproof bullets/
Fuck yo tricks bricks be dripping wet you not a threat I bring this heat back/
Hop off my sack I be going reckless all the fellas be tryna come to my section/
I got so much aggression I be putting it into my music/