​lame

[Intro]
(Hahaha
Fuck yeah, Chenzo, Chenzo, yessir, come on, Chenzo)

[Chorus]
That lil' boy, he lame, that shit such a shame
Yeah, he don’t want no problems, tell him stay up in his lane
MAC-11 on my body, it’s gon' do some stranger things
I ain't fighting fair, you fin' catch a fist with these rings

[Verse]
Stackin' money on my own shit, like twiki, we gon' pwn him
Been flexin', I’ve been gloatin', and now everyone notice me
And nobody do this shit, nobody flow like me
Don't care about the haters, wish they die slowly
Been in my bag while you niggas takin' naps
Don’t need no gun, 'cause my brodie tote that strap
And my money been good, don't step no foot in no trap
And yes, I’m still thе hardest that’s been comin' out of 'Nap
That 317 what I always rep, it’s on my back
And I can't go out like that boy, I hеard he went out sad
So I just run it back and murder every fuckin' track
Can’t box me in, I'm gon' adapt
Stay in that [?] while you ridin' in a cab
Watch out, 'cause niggas hate when you start speakin’ facts
And no, I'll never tell, 'cause I'll never break a pact
Yeah

[Chorus]
That lil' boy, he lame, that shit such a shame
Yeah, he don’t want no problems, tell him stay up in his lane
MAC-11 on my body, it’s gon' do some stranger things
I ain't fighting fair, you fin' catch a fist with these rings
That lil' boy, he lame, that shit such a shame
Yeah, he don’t want no problems, tell him stay up in his lane
MAC-11 on my body, it’s gon' do some stranger things
I ain't fighting fair, you fin' catch a fist with these rings

[Outro]
And yes, I’m still the hardest that’s been comin' out of 'Nap
That 317 what I always rep, it’s on my back
And I can’t go out like that boy, I heard he went out sad
So I just run it back and murder every fuckin' track
(Yeah, murder every track)
(Yeah, murder every track, nigga)
(Yeah, murder every track)
(Yeah, murder every—)