fentanyl (2025)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I been runnin' for that bag, yeah (For that bag, yeah, runnin' for that—)
I told slime watch his back, I might crash, yeah (I might crash, ayo, slime, watch yo' back)
I been goin' way too fast, I might crash, yeah (I might crash, I might crash)
And I'm steady sippin' Wock, I'm sippin' Act', yeah (I'm sippin' act', yeah)
And I been blockin' ho's, she can't ask now (She can't ask now)
Yeah, and I been totin' dirty money, you can't have none (You can't have none)
I been servin' drugs to ya main man, that's Fentanyl (That's Fentanyl, that's Fentanyl)
Said I dropped a dime to my shooters, we gon' get 'er off (Get 'er off)
Lying to my face, fuck that bitch, I done heard it all
I been with my stick, with my K, I'm gon' let it off (I'm gon' let it off)

[Verse]
I had to cut that shit up (I had to cut that shit up)
I had to cut that brick up (I had to cut that brick up)
I bought pants for my bitch, pants for myself, Margiela
I don't need security, me and my pole, we got eachother
Yeah, me and my pole, that's my bestie (That's my bestie, my bestie)
I fucked on the way to yo' ho', her name Nicole and she gon' neck me (Gon' neck me)
She [?], we in a cop car, don't arrest me
[?] 'round my story, I said, "Please, come and text me"
[?] 'round my story, I said, "Please, come and press me"
Dress yo' bitch in Saint Laurent, boy, that cheap shit don't impress me
I'm wearin' Raf Simons, I got a Rolex too, that's my image
I got mad bitches, tons, yeah, this shit endless
And this money, yeah, it's endless
Choppa talk, make him handle it
I want money, that's my wishlist
Hollow tips, they gon' kiss me
Hollow tips, .556, bitch
Boolin' wit' 'em, we outta here, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, I been runnin' for that bag, yeah (For that bag, yeah, runnin' for that—)
I told slime watch his back, I might crash, yeah (I might crash, ayo, slime, watch yo' back)
I been goin' way too fast, I might crash, yeah (I might crash, I might crash)
And I'm steady sippin' Wock, I'm sippin' act', yeah (I'm sippin' act', yeah)
And I been blockin' ho's, she can't ask now (She can't ask now)
Yeah, and I been totin' dirty money, you can't have none (You can't have none)
I been servin' drugs to ya' main man, that's Fentanyl (That's Fentanyl)
Said I dropped a dime to my shooters, we gon' get 'er off (Get 'er off)
Lying to my face, fuck that bitch, I done heard it all
I been with my stick, with my K, I'm gon' let it off (I'm gon' let it off)