(Wake up, F1lthy) Uh, and I ride with a cooler Uh, I fucked on medusa Yeah, I came with sticks, yea yea That cutta will do you, yeah I up at the opp yeah, yeah This bitch can't fool me, yeah I shoot at your body, yeah yeah I shoot at yo shoe, yeah I'm take off yo head, yeah yeah I take off yo doola, yea I pop me a X, yeah yeah And now it's a boof
It's opium gang, you know (yeah, okay) It's opium gang you know yah You can get stained for sure, yeah Stay in your lane for sure, yeah Blow out your brain for sure, yeah Aim at the opp for sure, yeah Ready to aim for sure, yeah I got a plane on my neck, huh I f*cked that bitch in a jet, huh I got these diamonds so wet, huh I can go run up a check, yeah I got these hoes goin' wild, huh I got these hoes goin' wild, huh I'm f*cking all these hoes, hoe Like it's goin' out of style, huh, what?
It's a vibe, huh Every time I pop back, huh huh Shit start sliding, huh When them guns pop out, yuh yuh We some killers, huh What you talkin' bout? Yuh yuh Fuck em all, huh Bring they ass out, huh Me and filthy yuh, I'm getting filthy yuh Too much money yuh, this shit so filthy yuh Fuck these niggas, you would turn into a victim yuh No fucks given yuh, no fucks given, yuh yuh