[Intro]
(Energy made this one)
Shit you know the truth
I dont even know why they think they can fuck with us

[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
It's time to put an end to all this nonsense
I left Jesus blood from his head on the concreate
All my opps bums they be shopping at the swap meet
Stop me, Bitch you better off tryna drop dead
The dawn watch me pull up in the drop head shots fired
Pull up on a block look its John Gotti mops by me
Crucify these niggas do what Simons says consequences
Hood up on him with the dicks and the condom busting
Silencers, got the Midas touch when im dropping opps
Two piеce put his ass to sleep nigga rock-a-bye
Everything crеamy Häagen-Dazs pops on my knots
Catch you hiding at the ? then shots get fired
Kill it with them comments on the gram like yall poppin out
Bitch we been them niggas in the street you at your mommas house
Nigga I had 13 chops in my momma couch
Heater on me nigga it got dragon breath that's a Tec
Any sense of foul play call aim it at the ref
Ugh, I said what I said
And he can't read the comments right now cause that nigga dead
Ill let him hold 100 like im letting out a helping hand
Catch me at his BM house doing the Melvin dance
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