Lyrics

Them folks be fake
and the friends be phony
the bull shot himself in the head
cuz he lonely
And I got the Canik
and I gotta keep it on me
Imma make them panic.
Imma shoot at Satan‘s Homies.
I’m a PMC.
I don’t do nothing for free
every time you hit my line
I’m a hit you with that fine,
I got quarters
I got dimes,
I got nickels,
Don’t want pennies
every time I see you girl,
Imma tell her
pull them pannies up.
I don’t wanna see that monKey.
Give me money
open up the safe with the keys
Stop acting funny
every time you see me wipe my nose it’s cuz it’s runny
And Imma hop around
they gon be like Ray’s a bunny

and I got lots of money,
but I got lots of debt
that means I don’t got no money
and I don’t got no money
cuz I got lots of debt
that means I don’t got no money.

Make sure if you call or text
Just make sure you phone me.
I can tell you got rabies,
cuz your mouth looking foamy
why you sittin by yourself
and why you lookin lonely?
“I don’t eat pork,
that means I don’t eat bologna”

you’re cybertruck is fast,
but it will slow up.
you better hope your Tesla battery just doesn’t blow up.
and if you try to make a new EV
car prices go up.
and if they track n trace on GPS
your EV shows up!

I want a vector and a galil.
Imma call up Hector and my big bro Jahlil
and Ima call up Quan,
He got the scope,
and he’s trained to kill
everybody behind me said “nope”
but I bet I will.

People Started cutting coupons
tryna save a bill
Everybody say they won’t cop pleas,
but they makin deals
Everybody say they not a thief
but they like to steal
And everybody said they got the craft,
but they lackin skills
Gang!