401 Degreez

[Intro]

(400 degrees)

[Verse]

I-I-I don’t got no heart, where it go solve the mystery

Belt made from France but nah bitch you ain’t kissing me

Middle fingers to you fuck niggas no sympathy

Vallejo California but my shoes made from Italy

Why I’m sagging the cash weigh a lotta pounds

Niggas really hoes only speak when I’m not around

W-when I slide like “wassup nigga” not a sound

I don’t give a fuck cause the chop hold a lotta rounds

Step in my lane what the fuck let the K dance

Buffs on my face what the fuck is a Ray Bans

Niggas talking down see you out be like “aye fam”

Eight niggas hate me I lay back smoke my eighth gram

DaBoii, nigga why you spazzin’

Never chase a hoe what the fuck I’m asthmatic

I gotta chase the guap cause DaBoii he be cashin

Heat in the booth I’m a mufuckin dragon

2 rounds in the babby that’s first degree

Take his bitch without asking that’s burglary

I’m DaBoii fuck you if you ain’t heard of me

Wrong move we pulling up like Urkel jeans

Tryna take my bitch lil nigga stop trying

Suppressor on the chop mufucka be silent

Niggas really hoes lil nigga be quiet

Shake a fuck nigga hand I am not (?)

Vallejo be the jungle I’m a mufuckin lion

I am not from the city I’m a mufuckin giant

Bitches they uh do what I say like I’m Simon

Hot shit in the winter change the mufuckin climate

Old bitch was a 7 now I’m up so I’m diming

Ex call my phone what the fuck I’m denying

Tints on the buffs can’t tell who I’m eyeing

I’m the plug this shit louder than that bitch yelling “Byron”

Everybody thuggin where the fuck is the guidance

Cause when it’s crunch time none of you niggas slidin’

Empty out the clip give a fuck bout a siren

You in love with the bitch I’m just here to put pipe in

Shit real, nah nigga really real

Niggas lane changing baby chop grab the steering wheel

Sick of all these hoes L-O-L like I’m really ill

Name the chop Terrio that mufucka really kill

B-b-bitch, it’s crunch time

None of my niggas iPhones so don’t touch mines

Bought a new chop clip longer than a lunch line

Niggas all talk slide down imma spark mine