What the f#ck, imma have have to take my guns off my hip
Real shooters, I don’t ever have fun with this sh#t (haha)
Me and Pap pull up with the dildos in the back (strap)
It’s almost December so I gave a shoutout to my sags (Nicki!)
Four mixtapes in pull a quarter for a show
While these b#tches is serving that maxi waters on the low (Hey chile)
Spend my money on some guns
Got that wordplay with some puns
Transform into direction ’cause I really am the one, b#tch (?)
FelonFormer, I just popped a FelonFormer
I’m in my jailcell, onе toilet that’s in the corner
Thеy ain’t hold her, now she ’bout to use payola
I got bars but I ain’t talking no granola
Where my bad bullets? f#ck these b#tches, give them two shots
I told the bartender f#ck me up and give me two shots
Cardi fake so imma f#ck her up and give her two knots
My foreign is big I had to park them sh#ts in f#ckin two spots
This a different tax bracket upper echelon
I’m still a bad guy, I’m an effy ellion
Some call me Chance, but some call me Remy Muah!
I’m stopping bullets and I don’t need a red trigger (Nah)
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