Oh, this bitch on? (Yeah, this bitch on, bruh)
Uh, uh, uh
All I got to do is say the word, my nigga know what it means
All I got to do is drive the splitter, I can cut between
Been power, wildflower, sour Skittles in the pack
Smoke louder, King Bowser, flamethrower on the track
Cooking good, learned a new recipe for racks
I'm still slim, but I'm moving weight like I'm- (ah)
Dead weight, I can't f*ck with you
You ignorant, cannot see the signs in front of you
I can't lead the blind, 'cause they don't believe I'm real
Cannot fathom how you feel, but I care for you still
Regardless, the three gon' get his money, that's a trust
You'll get left in the dust if you can't funnel out the lust
Had to get up off my ass, what you know 'bout eating dirt
The truth, yeah it hurt, I handled that, lesson learned
Asking all these questions like I ain't the answer
Struggling to thrive like I ain't the answer
Hardly keep a thot if I know she make my bands hurt
Keep on hearing shots, so I clutch that burny Sanders
(shit, shit, shit)
All I got to do is say the word, they know what it means
All I got to do is drive the splitter, I can cut between
Drop the splitter, I can cut between