When I hang up my boots
I might hang up my bowl
Whipped mackerels in kettles
But I'm used to cooking up coke
I need a moment of silence
For all the Rex's I broke
Add a one more silence
For the all the bitches that fold
I treat these big body Germans
Like they dingers on the strip
I treat these good body gal
With this heroine dick
I gave them dope dick once
Now they needing a fix
Hit a couple man's ones
Now they got me Ina mix

I'm the type to eat
A lobster in the bando
With a salad
Shawty talking spicy
Better address me with manners
Ur ex looking pressed
Like they put him Ina hanger
Imagine if he saw
What we took on the cameras
That's heartache
When the Rex broke
That was heartbreak
Had to turn Lewis ham
Me n gully in a car chase
I ain't holding no search
Put 120 on the dash
She knows I'm first
In line spent heavy on the nyash

When I hang up my boots
I might hang up my bowl
Whipped mackerels in kettles
But I'm used to cooking up coke
I need a moment of silence
For all the Rex's I broke
Add a one more silence
For the all the bitches that fold
I treat these big body Germans
Like they dingers on the strip
I treat these good body gal
With this heroine dick
I gave them dope dick once
Now they needing a fix
Hit a couple man's ones
Now they got me Ina mix

My young boy said
He got a new kettle
N he ain't cop it
Me n flippa looked at the map
N we got it popping
Adding up the commas
Niggas chatty in the comments
Still 40 floors up with gimic
We ain't stopping
Niggas miss me with it
I ain't with bitching
Or the hissy fitting
Tryna put a tracker on the whip
Or the cribs he visits
Me n jones up in the city
Tryna get jiggy with it
Need to turn this yay
To a milli ticket
(1 Milly)