Fisher Price

[Intro]
Shut up (Jose The Great)
Bitch, oh, you thought I couldn't hear you, huh?
Guess what I did

[Verse]
Dirty-ass Glock on me, chillin' while I slang dope
Thirty-seven hundred for this double G raincoat
I'm on the rise, you on the rise too, we in the same boat
Ask about me, shit, I'm everywhere you niggas can't go
Strapped up, rockin' all purple like it's Saints Row
Desert Eagle blowin' circles at him, caught a halo
Emerald cuts in my GB piece, shoutout Halo
Popped a Percocet, I'm geeked up, call me Fabo
It's time to turn up on these niggas, Mikе
I did some wrong on the come-up, but now I'm livin' right
That's my blood cousin, so hе hit me with the Fisher-Price
Unc' still on the stove cookin' dope with a kitchen knife
Came up from the mud, now a nigga rockin' diamonds
Ain't rap beefin' with a soul, I'ma kill his ass with kindness
I just tell it how it is, I got a problem with bein' honest
I'm just masterin' my craft, waitin' on the perfect timing
Damn, it's time to let these niggas know just who I be
God blessed me with the rap, but I'll still get it out the streets
Do anything for some cheese, I know exactly how it be
He locked both of my brothers up, I'm like, "God, why me?"
But I'ma hold it tight, pray for it big, it came overnight
You gonna pour a whole pint in one pop for the culture, right?
Stack the hundred-dollar bills up until they shoulder height
Never know what you gon' get in life, it's just roll the dice
Tried to leave, but the ghetto made me who I am
I ain't stoppin' 'til my bank account at least say an M
Worldwide now, everywhere I go, they say, "It's him"
Headed to the booth to work these rappers out like it's the gym
Ayy, step back, three, corner three, slam dunk
Hey, cross him over, take him to the hole, add one
Hey, take this creep, do it from the top, alley-oop
Hey, no-look pass from the paint, it's a two
Hey, broke this shit down to basketball 'cause I'm the truth
Real Ghetto Boyz made it to the top, we the proof
Fuck a bitch once then disappear, poof
Run up on me, guess what I'm gon do? Shoot
Leave a lot of holes in his body, flute
He say he gon' rob me when he see me, who?
Havin' fun with rap, left out with a gram, brought an onion back
Fuck the bitch for forty-seven minutes off a hunnid pack
He always comin' short, so I sold Unc' the dummy pack
If I pay you for a feature and it's wack, I want my money back
Watch for the block, cut straight through the hole, I'ma run him back
I just built a whole tree house, I'm a lumberjack
Million-dollar goals over here, you just a petty person
Unc' sniffed a line and fell out, I guess the fetty workin'
Twenty-seven hours on that road, I'll be ready Thursday
I just dropped an eight in a small pop 'cause I'm kinda thirsty
I heard you caught a body yesterday, was it worth it?
Runnin' to that pape' every day like it's urgent
Fly as hell, lookin' for my landin', check the surface
Bitch say she wanna suck my dick bad but she nervous
I got a ticket due, in '97, I was swervin'
Take it back to 2017, I was servin'
Mad as hell, I cut the bitch off, her body perfect
Pretty bitch with nothin' else goin', she was worthless
I don't get caught up in the hype, bitch, I'm ballin' like I'm Mike
With no seals, I'm still buyin' pints, what's the price?
I ain't even have to speak, she gon' fuck me from the ice
I done got this bitch pregnant, now she stuck with me for life
Ayy, five mill', ten mill', maybe twenty
At the end of the day, I just know I'm gettin' some money
Wrap the 'bows, throw 'em in a casket, it's a mummy
I just overcharged the nigga ten racks, he a dummy
Chain froze, my brain cold, I'm legit
My city saw me make it outta nothin', I'm the shit
I got a guard dog runnin' 'round my crib, it's a pit
I can't lie, I was lookin' for her boy, but she a bitch