[Verse 1]
Just got popped in our city, me and my dogs fucked up security
Love life, but on bars people wanna murder me
Hardest motherfucker Baby ever done signed, how you not heard of me?
Y'all listen to that fuck shit, and y'all sleep? that's absurd to me
Artist who ain't never popped coming for my city, always throwing dirt on me
Salt shaker, not dodgin' shit, I'm too clean for the impurity
All hell broke loose when I came back, feeling so sure of me
White on white interior, when shit pop off, it's all burgundy
Drinking on Texas and smoking on good
Counting my blesses, I know that I should
King of my city, still misunderstood
They try to stop that shit all that they could
They do not like me and I can't explain that shit, yeah
Y'all got a pistol but, boy, can you aim that shit? Yeah
[Pre-Hook]
Dog, ‘cause we about that action, I don't know 'bout you, dog
We getting this paper, I don't know 'bout you
When they try my lil partner, had that four pound drew
I was on a tour but now I'm back and got the town
[Hook]
Fucked up on that drink, once again
I'm back on the Molly, once again
Walking in the bank, once again
Counting dirty money, once again
Yo' bitch at my spot, once again
Fucked and kicked her out, once again
I'm back on the drink, once again
I'm back on that Molly, once again
Just got popped in our city, me and my dogs fucked up security
Love life, but on bars people wanna murder me
Hardest motherfucker Baby ever done signed, how you not heard of me?
Y'all listen to that fuck shit, and y'all sleep? that's absurd to me
Artist who ain't never popped coming for my city, always throwing dirt on me
Salt shaker, not dodgin' shit, I'm too clean for the impurity
All hell broke loose when I came back, feeling so sure of me
White on white interior, when shit pop off, it's all burgundy
Drinking on Texas and smoking on good
Counting my blesses, I know that I should
King of my city, still misunderstood
They try to stop that shit all that they could
They do not like me and I can't explain that shit, yeah
Y'all got a pistol but, boy, can you aim that shit? Yeah
[Pre-Hook]
Dog, ‘cause we about that action, I don't know 'bout you, dog
We getting this paper, I don't know 'bout you
When they try my lil partner, had that four pound drew
I was on a tour but now I'm back and got the town
[Hook]
Fucked up on that drink, once again
I'm back on the Molly, once again
Walking in the bank, once again
Counting dirty money, once again
Yo' bitch at my spot, once again
Fucked and kicked her out, once again
I'm back on the drink, once again
I'm back on that Molly, once again
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