Got a cross on my neck
I got scars on my flesh
Got a cross on my neck
So I let brodie hold the tec
Got some scars on my flesh
For everyone who left
I got boss on my check
Cause you know that I'm the best
I don't play bout my set
So you better come correct
How y'all doing? I'm the kid
I may be a kid but I act like I'm big
Got a cross on my neck but I love to sin
I f*ck with the juice and I'm keeping that gin
Mama say that I'm a nuisance
I go stupid, I go dummy
I got it tucked just like a Tummy
Life ain't nothing but bitches and money
You right about the money but the bitches gotta go
I only need bitch if my dick down her throat
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I go super saiyan
They like kid the man
Shorty just a fan
She wanna f*ck me, she got a man
When I hop up on that beat, I don't even try
I swear to God
Step up on that scene, get on your knee
Prepare to nod
I got Gucci, I got Prada, you got nada
Nothing
Yeah, yeah, what
Yeah, yeah, huh
Yeah, yeah, what
Yeah, yeah, huh
Yeah, yeah, what
Yeah, yeah, huh
Yeah, yeah, what
Yeah, yeah, huh
Alright, alright
I just spent the check to some pills
You think that you tough, you ain't real
You ain't as tough as you claim
We are not the same
Bitch, just stay in your lane
Commander like major pain, yeah
Got a cross on my neck, so I let Brodie hold the tec
Got some scars on my flesh for everyone who left
I got boss on my check
Cause you know that I'm the best
I don't play bout my set so you better come correct
Cr-cr-cross on my neck, so let I Brodie hold the tec
Got some scars on my flesh for everyone who left
I got boss on my check
Cause you know that I'm the best
I don't play bout my set so you better come correct