Connect the dots Link with the connect and we collect them blocks (that white perico) Running to a pussy and collect his watch Chasers, chasers, chasers, chasers, gang! When we catch him, headshot, disconnect his top Yeah, gang! Ayy, brand new Glock .40

Death march! I insult the hypocrisy and Light your fire with your pain I give into the ecstasy But the cold dark remains I control my own destiny and I won't suffer in vain My enemy will not be the end of me

And since the day I left Milwaukee Lyncheburg Bordeaux, France And helping white people dance You had some of the best times You'll never remember with me Alcohol, alcohol Been making the bars With lots of big money I got you in trouble in high school

I just don't give a fuck! So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2pac Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin' Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your

You live too fast The epidemic from a crystal life Puts you in super overdrive The methademic that is so hard to hide Insanely staring with white eyes Hallucinating in a chemical hell Ain't my idea of having fun Synthetic overload, you're under it's

Cocaina, cocaina (Cocaina, cocaina) I don’t wanna serve my people You can call them birds, call them seagulls You can call the girl mamacita I do this shit for my familia Turn a half to a whole thing With cocaina you will make a name If you wanna make a

And since the day I left Milwaukee Lyncheburg Bordeaux, France And helping white people dance You had some of the best times You'll never remember with me Alcohol, alcohol Been making the bars With lots of big money I got you in trouble in high school

The pain we love is taking shape A burning lust to touch the flame Against the wall, we fall from grace Over and over again The same old script, just different lies You disappear without a trace Concealing the crimes on your face In darkness, you're all

Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches Blue cheese in my off whites Got your bitch out the DM, put her on a flight I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs 50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip

Sex with me, so amazing All this all work, no vacation Stay up off my Instagram with your temptation Hit a switch on a fake nigga like a station Vodka and water, and a lemon And a few other things I cannot mention Ooh nana nana five fingers on it Five