I got shooters like Osama
Fuck the gossip, fuck the drama
I said, yeah, I love you, mama
Draco put him in a coma
We go up and we stay at the top
Fuck the price, I'm tryna cop
I said, keep going, don't stop
Bitch, we sippin' that mud like we in the swamp
Bitch, I put on my boots, don't care where I stomp
All these hoes on me like I got crop
Uh, yeah, I'm losing control
Yeah, I know, I'm on demon time, but I'll never sell my soul
We pull up, and we roll
Yeah, let's rock and roll
We get rich or die trying, yeah, yeah, that's the goal
Stupid bitch, he the mole
Cross me, pay the toll
Under pressure, he gon' fold
Bullets left them with a hole
Ain't nobody really safe
I hope bro beats the case
Get money and do it again
Pull up, really don't care when