[Verse 1]
Unruly
Light star, Mac 10's, and diamonds
Eat good, we ain't doin no shish
I ain't never put a skeng in a holster
I do it no order like mish
Kitchen the basement grillin' up fish
I'll never fall off, they wish
I'll never put trust in the H's
I already take too much risks
I leave the big man to show him my face, cuh
I ain't gotta pay for the food
You ain't gotta pay for the smoke that's free
I ain't gotta pay man to shoot
Bankrolls 'n' tracksuits
One also might see me in a suit
Weekday I be rags in the hoopties
Weekends might see me, no roof

[Hook]
Private party - Champagne to the face an' a Barbie
But ya BM doin' up mingle
How they broke and they singing out Cardi
You vs me that's practice
Me against you and what army?
Was a jouvie when I first grabbed handles
All they told me was to aim for the arteries
(All they told me was aim for the arteries.)
All they told me was to aim for the arteries
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