Catch That Belt

[Intro]
(Julioo)
(Jai on the beat)

[Verse]
Smokin' zaza, I feel like I'm Bob Marley
Get on top of me and ride me like a goddamn Harley
They in the house gettin' lit, we gon' shoot up the goddamn party
The fuck I look like calmin' down? They got me goddamn started
Real big bullet on my gun, sound like a Trackhawk startin'
Real exotic, this shit stank, smell like a fat bitch fartin'
I told bruh, "You get an extra ten if you head tap the target"
It's just me and Miya, I got a 30 on me at Target
Catch a nigga while he out drivin' and help his bitch ass park it
Go fuck his mama, then I roll his partner up and let her spark it
All I see is red and black, I'm not stuck on nothin' but darkness
Average height for my age, but with this money, bitch, I'm the largest
Pray them pussy hatin'-ass niggas don't wake up in the morning
These niggas don't give us no comp', I swear this smoke shit gettin' borin'
Lil' bitch hopped inside my car and said me on, this bitch here foreign
King of the jungle like a lion, hear my Hellcat, this bitch roarin'
Nigga, fuck your baby mama, could've hit that bitch
But I got Miya now, that's why I spared you
That boy caught a faceshot, left his head by the tire
You should've seen the way his brain looked when them folks picked his head up
Medic, somebody help him
Them niggas keep on dyin', need a prayer, someone bless them
Me and bro 'nem be shootin' shit like Golden State and Steph 'nem
Best believe, any nigga said my name gon' get dealt with
He get in my way, he catch that belt quick

[Outro]
YCOE
YCOE, YCOE, YCOE
I'm geeked up (Man, shit)