Big Shot Cream Soda

(You did good, $lick)

(.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off)

(.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it- blow it)

(Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off)

(I get to this money, count these hunnids, then I blow it off)

(.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off)

(.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it- blow it)

(Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off)

(I get to this money) (yeah)

(Count these hunnids, then I blow it off)

Bitch I put down the heroin and picked up all these bitches

But both the dope and the hoes always in my ear hissin'

I'mma ghost the whole globe, peel off in a Phantom driftin' (Blow it, Blow it)

Decisions damagin' my image

Picture me riding into the horizon, throwin' up sixes

From a shed in the yard to hiring guards (throw it up, .45)

$now Leopard still right off of St. Bernard

At the hornet's nest

All my bitches born again

All I gotta say to my partners is "Of course" and "When?"

Generation Five Nine

Drip a drop of acid in my mind's eye

Now I'm thinking everything is tie dye

Wock up in a Mai Tai

All this ice on my neck, why would I fly?

Make a bitch wet, but maybe I'll just leave her high and dry

(.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off)

(.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it- blow it)

(Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off)

(I get to this money, count these hunnids, then I blow it off)

Got this big drank, big syrup

I just poured a little soda in it

Doctors be on top of me

They prolly worried 'bout my kidneys

Who you kiddin'? Never stop, it's BJTS to the top

I pull her weave when shorty bop

I bop and weave until he knocked (Until he knocked)

187 on your block

It's just another homicide

You was feelin' safe and warm

Until I let that chopper slide

Hellpup sick 'em, kill 'em all

I drown in downers 'til I fall

I'm blackin' out in bathroom stalls

I'm always on that break the law

Wakin' up to Satan's call

God be on the other line

Poppin' pills until I'm gone

I'll call him back another time

Rappin' easy, spittin' facts

Now go and put that shit on wax

Trappin' harder, that's a fact

But both 'em got them snakes and rats (Big Juice tha Sip)

(.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off)

(.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it- blow it)

(Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off)

(I get to this money, count these hunnids, then I blow it off) (7th Ward)

I went from "Lemme rest in peace" to "Lemme flex in peace"

Playing Russian roulette with them pressed 30s

Gold cross on the revolver, devil's hand on the grip

Holy water in my script so I get blessed as I sip, uh

Sony want my Sig (North)

That's gon' cost a Urus (side)

Shawty want my kid (North)

That's gon' cost a jurist (side)

Sage match the Benz (North)

Both them bitches German (side)

You know what it is (North)

I'm Grey until the furnace (side)

Told my bitch "Go shopping" and she brought me back a Draco

Acting like they Grey but they ain't gang unless I say so

Shameless $uicide, this shit deeper than a K-hole

Feel like Hillary, with all these killers on my payroll

(.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off)

(.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it- blow it)

(Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off)

(I get to this money, count these hunnids, then I blow it off)

(.45)

(Blow it off)

(.45) (it's a smash!)

(Blow it- Blow it)

(Dirty Sprite)

(Noddin' off)

(I get to this money)

(Hunnids)

(Blow it off)