What the fuck?
What the fuck? (Frr)
Uh, what the fuck? (Frr, thank you, Timmy boy)
Promethazine, codeine, horse tranq, put on the doggy
Oxycodone, 30 milligram, I'm geeked up out my body
Bitch, I'm swaggin' and I'm surfin'
Bro caught a B, but was it worth it?
Got a L, I'm startin' to look back, got me hurtin', what the fuck?
Diamonds VVS, watch the stones bling
Big Balenci on my feet, I got it on
You rockin' Chrome, I got a chrome heart, I do my own thing
Time to find new drip in LAX, PJ, I'll hop out dragon
Got that fire put to me, we gave fire back like I'm a 7
Ricky on my bucket, I called Big Opp 'cause I know he savage
In Chiraq on 79th and Essex, my lo', you could have it
BP V's sittin' at the trap crib, in the backseat with a ratchet
Go, I'm on point, 40-ourty in that can, please let my nigga out the joint
Nigga got in shootout, nigga ran with the burner, what's the point?
Brought my killers just to slide, they need a johnny and a joint
Go (I'm on point), go
Ain't no red lights, when you dumpin' the shit, that metal burn
Man, the four pound bullets fresh up out the Gen5 give a perm
I just pulled up, my face can't fit the ski, pull up Big Worm
We got bloodshed inside this shit, so I ain't have to learn, what the fuck?
We ain't playin' defense, we on offense for the win
We ain't gettin' spinned on, we gon' spin shit with our friends
Henchmen, henchman, 5L, my shoes tied
Nigga went on IG, straight gossiped, straight died
None of the shit I rap 'bout made up, ain't no lie
Yeah, it's Skrilla, yeah, it's me
