I'm gassed up with Shmack Harv
Hold up what you mean? I'm bout my team and green
Spitting fire, smoking blunts, gasoline
Uncle ain't got enough, God forgive him he a fiend
Getting dirty money, but my mineral crystal clean
All these n***as takin, let my gun do the ramblin
Every time I throw a shot, it go in the basket
Lookin in the mirror, face meltin off the acid
If she a bad b*t*h, Imma cuff her faster
I told that b*t*h don't leave no hickey cause my b*t*h gon kill me
At the gun range cop a uzi, now go make a movie
Acne jeans on my waist, so I don't do no Subis
Off-White with the bricks I got that Virgil Louis
Shmack Harv on the beat, and I gon bring the heat
Marino on my shirt, and Kanye on my feet
I'm bout to take a flight somewhere to Italy
Milly Rockin on the block, my gun be poppin
Carve that boy up like a pitcher, pour the liquor
YG Addie slicker pour the lean, pour it bigger