Letras
What that gang shit again
My whole gang go ITAMI
Yes sir I'm feeling this shit
Lil Bipolar Young Menace
Can't catch me when I lay low
Count another payroll
Demon in my head said
Kill 'em with the death note
Open up a page slow
Write another verse, dope
Working late shift
Maybe trapping but I lay low
MIB bitch I feel like a raven
SUV be a Lada no Mercedes
GTA, yeah the game, we offend them
Y on the door, make him scream please spare me
Main bitch ain't on TikTok
But her ass go bing bong
Face be a ten
But head game real strong
Flip her like a pinball
Choke her, she a weirdo
Make her scream bipolar
When I finish I'm on reload
I feel some type of way right
Shit be feeling crazy sometimes
Six
Yeah I had to lay low
I be too turnt up I give them bitch niggas a halo
Master Chief on these niggas, play with the straps like Halo
Two straps on me six shots like I'm Django
Told the paparazzi when I'm snapping catch my angle
Big body Mercedes well that's a GLE
I just pulled up in that Tesla it don't got no keys
That's my brother the Twizzo so we gon always eat
Feel like Andrew Tate motherfucking Top G
Too turnt up yeah I'm flexing on a bitch
I ain't gonna leave up out this pub without a fight
Pull up with that strap it's your motherfucking time
Pull up with that MP5 you know you boutta die
In that new Ferrari jet black 458
It ain't even my birthday but my niggas getting cake
All my money raining told them strippers get a rake
All my niggas getting money Serbia Croatia
Can't catch me when I lay low
Count another payroll
Demon in my head said
Kill 'em with the death note
Open up a page slow
Write another verse, dope