Wise Guy

[Verse]

Wise guy like Sammy Sosa (Yeah)

I ain't lookin' for no employment, I didn't get no diploma (Trust)

I'm in the trap with yola (Yeah)

Bicarb, a little ammonia (Little ammonia)

Anchor was doing us well 'til 12 came through and locked the bros up (Woo)

Free them, **** is like ten years older than me, what a fuckin' joker

Slide 'round with a super soaker

Duck down, you might get soaked up (Boom, boom, boom)

I don't know what you put in your spliff

Let's just pray it ain't coca (Pray it ain't coca)

Last time that we met in the club

Had you on the ropes like Adrien Broner (Pussy)

I ain't leaving the maggie like Homer (Don't)

Slide round in a bruck Toyota, make the ting pop like cola (Baow)

Last time that we met in real life

Man, you had a different persona (Different persona)

Big ting still kickin' like Sterling

I ain't firin' a little revolver (Yeah, grr)

This game is mine, look what I did for the culture (See)

Paigons say I blew too quick

They think that I'm working over ya (Workin' over ya)

I ain't playin' no games like PlayStation

See, me, I'm a front line soldier

I do a murder, 187, then dip

I heard that I can't get nicked in Angola

I pull your card, you prick, you can't take me for no rookie

It's Dutch from the 5th, I swing my right arm, get jookie

Don't know what they told you in fields

But 'round here, I'm a top boy like Sully (Top five, top five, top five)

Bought two new watches, made both of them gold, right there in my jewelry (Baow)

Yo, what's goodie?

Get dropped when I put on my hoodie (My hoodie)

I'm known to bully the bully, Velli, I get active fully (Get active fully)

I load up and roll up,like a bloodclaat zoobie (Yeah)

My ting from East came through, so I gave her the bloodclaat woody

Breaking news (Extra, extra)

Don't mention me in your blogs

You might not pop up and make your moves

The judge tried fuck up a plate of food (Uh)

They wanna write me off like I'm Jesus, I'm—

I can't care 'bout these popped-out eediats

Big clip firin' thirty-two (Grr)

I'm, I'm richer than all these yutes (Facts)

Drop ten, they gon' spin back through

No way could we call it truce (No)

It was all cool last week, they did this all for views (Uh)

I get the drop, it's peak

Fling on my shirt and my bloodclaat shoes (Yeah)

Get 'round there, when we get 'round there, it's gonna be a mad ting

Drive around H-Town with Geezy

Remember when we went halves on the hand ting

Still pushing with these neeks same way

No way all the pressure in the mandem

I'll pull up with a suttin' on side like Bannon

It's Dutch from the 5th side, straight out of Clapton

Used to be this skinny little nigga with an accent

Now I got the Louis rucksack with the racks in

Fly around Europe, tryna evade taxes

Racks in the bank, got racks in the mattress

Might get a dome shot tryna get access

I don't think they don't know nothin' bout badness

I was in Dam, I was in Paris, 'cognito, slide up in a Urus

Jump out, shots firin' rapid

I got nine more shots in the cannon, get down

Or lay down

'Cause I'm tryna put down anyone standin', Velli