IDFK (Original)

Feeling evil
Flipping money drugs up in my nose like I'm Knievel
Glock gonna push 'em back and make ‘em listen fucking lead em
Luck ain’t got no sides so when you run out of it teeter
I ain’t got no friends but pussy boy you gonna need 'em

On my list shit
Put a fist in
Boy you tripping hoe
Back in high school always showed up fucked up I was skippin' tho
If I pulled up then you always knew that I was dripping hoe
The water gonna run cold it's where the fuckin chain go

Putting out shit until my money growin'
I hop on the beat and I’m spitting I’m flowing
I'm aiming the gat til I cock I blow it
I'm moving like water I think that I’m rowing

Know it’s pricey
Bitches know they like me
See the gold up on my wrist they know that Yunk be icy
Choppa blowin bullets know that shit gon get real dicey
They chopping 'em up to bits leave yo body fuckin' writhing

Keep it buck
Ay
Rollin right through the lil cities I’m pulling up
She tryna fuck
Ay
Wock in my cup and I’m walking through TSA
Shouting out bars like I’m making a PSA
Let's get it movin' like let’s get it andele

Puffin clouds bitch I’m smokin' on that loud pack
The haters see me shining see the glimmer when I cock back
All these fucking pussies round me wouldn’t ever rock that
Keep close to the dome another bullet that’s gon sock that

Know it’s pricey
Bitches know they like me
See the gold up on my wrist they know that Yunk be icy
Choppa blowin bullets know that shit gon get real dicey
They chopping em up to bits leave yo body fuckin writhing