What a coincidence

Shit that I just went through, man

I'll never go back through again

I’m not checkin' niggas chin

He checked 'n’ seen this new FN

I got scars that's on my wrist

I got some drip to cover it

Blowin' dope, it got me dead

I'm sayin' shit that don't make sense

(I roll up ‘n' smoke some gas)

I roll up 'n’ smoke some gas

Got the whole world in my hands

I don’t why niggas mad

I think it's ’cause his bitch a fan

I dont know why this bitch is mad

I told her this is who I am

This shit is goin' to my head

You're sayin' shit that don’t make sense

Sayin' shit that don't make sense

Brand new bitch is superbad

But I can't be her Superman

Flex like I'm Lex Luger, man

He get hit with this Ruger, man

I can be in your top 10

But I just can't be 2 through 10

I was thumbin' through a check

I checked 'n' I seen beaucoup bands

Shit that I just went through, man

I'll never go back through again

I'm not checkin' niggas chin

He checked 'n' seen this new FN

I got scars that's on my wrist

I got some drip to cover it

Blowin' dope, it got me dead

I'm sayin' shit that don't make sense