Intro
Chorus
All I need is a gun and a scale
Throw on some Purple, I'm feelin' myself
Popped two fifteens, no Steph
Can't match my fly, I get higher than death [Higher than opp pack
I make profit off fishscale
Lil' bruh smashed, six-four fishtail [Skrrt
Niggas go broke and they can't make bail
Ho said I was broke, had to break out some layers
Flood my section, get 'bows through the mail
.308 got a net, it catch shells
Draco purge, I got some for sale [Draco
Grind hard every day, yeah, I got clientele [I got it
Eyeball a gram, I don't need a scale
Verse
Pop Percs, make money, and keep it real
I'll work the backseat, you work thе wheel
They prayin' they dyin', ain't been on no drill
Lil' bro an addict, he stackin' thе kills
No equipment, headshot in the field
I need an M and I'm spinnin' until
EK everything
I bought them in 'bows, then ran through a deal
Long live Slime, that shit give me chills
We on whoever, it is what it is
Shootin' shit don't lie with a tear
These niggas die, we don't cheer
Know we get high, 4K Mr. Pure
Ain't got no motion, just cakin' in here
I'm trapin', tryna see what I can make in a year
ten thousand a year
Chopper, get hit with a spear
Your main ho leavin', I know what you fear
[You ain't talkin' numbers, can't get in my ear
My driver too foreign, shoot and he steer
High-speed 12, we put them in the rear
I got O's and P's for the low, get near
They make me feel better, these drugs my cure
reachin' for a kit
They get slammed on, sent a blitz
I'm smellin' like
She said I'm handsome, she ready eat me out the 'fit
Down in real life, how they gon' diss?
I know my Perc' real because I itch
I'm from the Tre, 300 and the Ray
He had no body with tats on his face [Shit weak
Like Paid in Full, this shit a movie
She a shiteater, he spoilin' a groupie
She knew my song, fucked her on a leash
Too many choices, let her go, let her leave
Everything fully, I stay 'round speed
I been knockin' hoes way out my league
She goin', she smashin', she fail, she leave
No baby, no worry, pour green in this lean
Balenci' and J's, made it a thing
They dyin', clique up, they losin' they team
Spent more on drugs than a ho, I'm a fiend
Get up close and get out the scene
Chorus
All I need is a gun and a scale
Throw on some Purple, I'm feelin' myself
Popped two fifteens, no Steph
Can't match my fly, I get higher than death [Higher than opp pack
I make profit off fishscale
Lil' bruh smashed, six-four fishtail [Skrrt
Niggas go broke and they can't make bail
Ho said I was broke, had to break out some layers
Flood my section, get 'bows through the mail
.308 got a net, it catch shells
Draco purge, I got some for sale [Draco
Grind hard every day, yeah, I got clientele [I got it
Eyeball a gram, I don't need a scale
Outro
No scale
Yeah, don't need a scale
1152
Yeah, 1152
