Intro

[Verse]
Top ranked bar splitter, hit hard Gold Digger
216 Wig splitter, feel free to talk about it
I fear no nigga, I’m just tryna live bigger
Slime to the max love slatt…facts nigga
I don’t need new niggas, just to get my ego bigger
Niggas know wassup wit me…same nigga but bank bigger
OG Bruce told me that I’m the truth, Interrogations Room
Get the clue I’m dropping atomic, the way a terrorist do
Kicking holes into the industry don’t need a tennis shoe
Or boots wit it, I’m loose wit it
They looking at me like “You Did It”
Niggas hate I’m use to it
I keep spittin like Flu wit it
They love you to the face but niggas weird
Get up through wit it
I don’t trust, chase, need, want, love nobody
I got who I need right here, I put dat on my dead body
I can’t go to church because I’m most likely to sin
Look into my yearbook, it said “Most Likely To Win”