[Intro]
Got my bomb in my hand, Taliban, yeah
(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
[Chorus]
Cut my crack with my nail, weigh the bale without the scale (Can I trust you?)
I'm cuttin' crack with my nail, weigh the bale without a scale
Cuttin' crack with my nail, I got crazy clientele (Will-A-Fool, Will-Will-Will-William)
Cuttin' the crack with the nail, weighin' bale without the scale
I'm a Freeband nigga, I got crazy clientele
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I cut crack with my nail, weigh a bale without the scale
I'm a Black Amigo nigga, I got crazy clientele
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Cookеd a bomb up and I didn't use a Belly (I ain't use a scalе)
I was a young nigga, servin' dope up out the telly (Had them bales goin')
Tote .223 when you got that fetti (What you doin', boy?)
Got shottas pullin' up, they armed and ready (They armed and ready, yeah)
Hold the Glock with two hands, shoot it steady (Shoot the Glock now)
I'm four hours in, been cookin' Betty (Cookin' the block 'round)
I'ma front you a kilo 'cause I ain't petty (I ain't petty, nigga)
Gon' rerock a block, my game heavy (Uh)
Been servin' them yams, crib in Skyami (I'm in Skyami now)
Went from servin' them grams to havin' Grammys (Yeah)
Still workin' twenty-four hours just like a deli (Pluto)
Gotta free my big brother locked in the celly (Free my brother Chuck)
Got my bomb in my hand, Taliban, yeah
(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
[Chorus]
Cut my crack with my nail, weigh the bale without the scale (Can I trust you?)
I'm cuttin' crack with my nail, weigh the bale without a scale
Cuttin' crack with my nail, I got crazy clientele (Will-A-Fool, Will-Will-Will-William)
Cuttin' the crack with the nail, weighin' bale without the scale
I'm a Freeband nigga, I got crazy clientele
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I cut crack with my nail, weigh a bale without the scale
I'm a Black Amigo nigga, I got crazy clientele
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Cookеd a bomb up and I didn't use a Belly (I ain't use a scalе)
I was a young nigga, servin' dope up out the telly (Had them bales goin')
Tote .223 when you got that fetti (What you doin', boy?)
Got shottas pullin' up, they armed and ready (They armed and ready, yeah)
Hold the Glock with two hands, shoot it steady (Shoot the Glock now)
I'm four hours in, been cookin' Betty (Cookin' the block 'round)
I'ma front you a kilo 'cause I ain't petty (I ain't petty, nigga)
Gon' rerock a block, my game heavy (Uh)
Been servin' them yams, crib in Skyami (I'm in Skyami now)
Went from servin' them grams to havin' Grammys (Yeah)
Still workin' twenty-four hours just like a deli (Pluto)
Gotta free my big brother locked in the celly (Free my brother Chuck)
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