RFC (ReadyForCombat)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I cannot trust shit
I got the choppa in public
Touching on money, that shit no discussion
Money my favorite subject
That lil' shit getting me upset
I'm looking around, where the opps at?
Yeah, ready for combat
Bitch, you know where I'm at
Chop stick make 'em four flat
Yeah, fuck nigga, I cannot lack
Turn a lil' nigga to a motherfucking pack
Hit his dumbass with a trap

[Verse]
Got his lil' ho, they say know where he at
These niggas gon' die 'bout some cap
That's facts, lil' nigga, we know where you at
This big ass chop stick, I'm too strapped
No cap, gon' slime you off the map
I'm tryna get rich and I can't go back
You niggas broke and that's a fact
You, play with Slatt, you catch a tag
Brrd, that boy in a bag
My boy spinning shit like taz
Count up money, that's my task
I'm too loaded up, can't crash out
Turn up this shit 'til you pass out
Your bitch in the trap with her ass out
I'm jus tryna see what the bag about

[Chorus]
Yеah, I cannot trust shit
I got the choppa in public
Touching on money, that shit no discussion
Money my favoritе subject
That lil' shit getting me upset
I'm looking around, where the opps at?
Yeah, ready for combat
Bitch, you know where I'm at
Chop stick make 'em four flat
Yeah, fuck nigga, I cannot lack
Turn a lil' nigga to a motherfucking pack
Hit his dumbass with a trap