Rax

[Verse]

I can't fuck with ho niggas; I can't trust these hoes, neither

Wake up early in the mornin', eat that pussy like cold pizza

Hatin'-ass niggas be baller blockin', actin' like some goalkeepers

There's a reason for everything, but my niggas kill for no reason

Camo shorts with a ho-beater; all-black hoodie, I'm Grim Reaper

Look like it's time for spring cleanin', brand-new spankin' street sweeper

Been in the game, I'm knee-deep, I like good head, I like good reefer

All my niggas strapped and ready to set it off: Queen Latifah

Got a chopper with a drum, split Swishers with my thumb

Get money like Donald Trump, double-barrel on that pump

This kush I got ain't no chump, get stupid and get stomped

Two guns, I call 'em "Kris Kross"; Kris Kross'll make you jump

Gotta do what a nigga gotta do, got goons, I ain't even gotta shoot

Got a bunch of bad bitches by the pool, I like my bitches in twos

Gotta go, I stick it and move, G-code, I stick to the rules

Last night I got so high, I swear to God, I went to the moon

I'm on that shit you can't get nowhere—you pussy, boy, don't go there

If I don't do nothin' I'ma ball: no hair

Smokin' on that "Oh yeah," my niggas tote that hardware