What you expected from his next of kin I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican I got nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin' The lesson from the Smith and Wesson is depressin' Niggas keep

Pour up, drank, head shot, drank Sit down, drank, stand up, drank Pass out, drank, wake up, drank Faded, drank, faded, drank Nigga why you babysittin' only 2 or 3 shots? I'mma show you how to turn it up a notch First you get a swimming pool full of

When you wake up before you brush your teeth You grab your strap, nigga Only time you get down on your knees Shooting craps, nigga Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas God blessin' all the trap niggas Told yourself a million times, you

Pour up, drank, head shot, drank Sit down, drank, stand up, drank Pass out, drank, wake up, drank Faded, drank, faded, drank Nigga why you babysittin only two or three shots? I'mma show you how to turn it up a notch First you get a swimming pool full of

We gon' wake yo' dog up out that cash, huh (brr) Send a message to 'em with no mask, huh (with no mask) You don't wanna see my lil' nigga in yo' grass, huh (in yo' grass) Hangin' all out the window, swingin' that Mac (boom boom boom) Leave 'em with some

When I wake up Only money is on my mind Only hunnits is on my mind Before I had money I swear that I had no life Now I get drunk and I'm smokin' weed Poppin' pills all the time You say you wanna fuck all of my niggas You read my mind

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Young rich nigga, smoking weed when I wanna King of fucking everything Wake up in the morning, grab my trees and I get to it Young nigga, I do my own thing so let me do it If you wanna know a thing about me, I'm 'bout my paper Fuck

On the dead locs Blueface baby Yeah, aight, on the dead locs Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I had to wake that bitch up, she was 'sleep on me (wake yo' ass up) Yea aight, look at me now, lil' baby Fuck a nigga talkin' 'bout? Tough on the 'Gram, bet you the .223

Ballin' like I'm Jordan cause I'm blessed up Wake up every morning feelin' blessed up Pull up in that holy Ghost cause I'm blessed up I'mma do the most cause I'm blessed up And niggas want me gone but I'm still alive I got God watchin' over me from

(Call me a Florida boy) Wake up, nigga, wake up Yeah, bitch, I'm a Florida Boy 73s to them AMGs, now we rollin', boys I beat all of them cases, I'm on Bitch, I'm a Florida boy Old school, big-ass rims, sittin' like Tonka Toys I got a Florida state of