RIP

[Intro]
Woah
Ayy ayy, roll me a swisher man
I'ma boss (I'ma boss)
And bitch you a peasant (And bitch you a peasant, woah)
AK47, MAC 11, 357 (Woah, gang)
I'ma boss (I'ma boss)
I say bitch you a peasant (You a peasant, shawty, I don't even know you)
Ayy, fuck the Migos man (Woah, fuck the migos nigga, woah, woah)

[Verse]
I'ma boss (Woah)
And bitch you a peasant
Money on his brain that'll teach him a lesson (A lesson)
AK, MAC 11 (Damn), 357 (Bitch)
Put 'em in the suit (Woah) and then we send 'em to heaven (Aight)
I'm turning Boyz II Mens (II Mens), Michael Bivins (Damn)
Send 200 bullets at that Versace sweater (Lil bitch)
Quavo, Takeoff, you seen me like "Bitch, you knew better" (You knew better)
All my niggas animals, go get 'еm (Go get 'em, woah)
Look at thesе fag ass niggas (Uh)
Fake gold but they got a bag ass niggas (You? Not you nigga)
Make a nigga laugh ass niggas (Hahah hahah hahaha)
Woofin' at me, see what happened to the last ass nigga (Bitch, woah)
I be with them shoot the club up niggas (Okay)
Catch a body, have Sosa put a dub up nigga (Let's get it)
And I'ma bugged up nigga (Damn)
I nutted in your baby momma, you hooked up with her (Goofy)
Tired of these pussy ass niggas (Fag)
Dreadhead, this chocolate chip cookie ass nigga (Damn)
Y'all niggas rookie ass niggas (Woah)
Shots fired on the block, y'all looking ass niggas (Damn)
Life get tookin' ass nigga (Bitch)
8 ball on the plate, none cookin' ass nigga (Goofy)
Made a couple dolla ass niggas (Broke boa)
See the Glo and everybody get to hollin' ass niggas (Woah)
Rental car Impala ass niggas (Squad)
Find out where your momma live, we Chicago ass niggas (Chiraq)
Moët out the bottle ass niggas (Woah)
Reponsible for every murder that happen in Chicago ass niggas (Bitch)
We'll rob yo ass nigga (Woah)
Make me send Drose at you (Drose)
Better not let Drose catch you (Bitch)
Blow 'em down, take some ash and Quavo nose catch you (Bitch)
Y'all lil niggas nose hetchin' (Nose hetchin')
You walkin' through my city bitch? (Bitch)
Jewelry tucked, body guards, y'all be on that pretty shit (Y'all be on that pretty shit)
And watch for the fuck you niggas, better not let me kill you bitch (Kill you bitch)
12 gauges to the face and that's for that conceitin' shit (And that's for my conceitin' shit)