Intro

(Aye this a banger Double M P)
(Double M P)

Aye, look

I did some things you ain't have to tho
I'm the man with the P's, tracking down a ghost
Yeah, I charge a fee for the answers hoe
OT with the keys and the antidote
In between .223's might slam ya folks
YC out the jam never hand a quote
To the pigs, I'm all about a bag it's tote
Burnt the bridge, I went and throw ya'll ass a float
Hot winter lil nigga, fan in my coat

Caught him lackin outside, ran him in his home
Knocks beamin on my line, had to flip my phone
That's a quick ten blues off the wrist alone

Bustin down the glue then we fit the cone
You ain't had to bust no move, you ain't lit that stove
You ain't really bout that life, you don't live that song
All my niggas bout a stripe, get that rank to grow