Fire In The Booth, Pt. 1

Put on my shoes, nah, my hammer was first
Bulletproof the whip I use to take my grandma to church
I went gram for gram with the work, hand in hand on the first
Everybody who hating now was a fan of us first
Hey look, underdog what?
What you wanna do?
Let's put a hundred more up nigga, the summer all us
I'm in two whips, one a Tahoe, one a tour bus
Got so many straps with us we could start a war up
It's a real safe hazard if you steal yay traffic
Show where that money coming from, still pay taxes
The IRS coming and they sell faith faster
Start a business in a building that you still make racks in
I learned from my loses, stripes I earned from the bosses
Whipping deuces till them hoopties turned into Porsches
I curve bitches often, lies, I heard bitches talking
How she mimes, I sent a text back, "You bird bitches stalking"
You gotta be careful, these hoes think they fancy
I just want my dick sucked, she wanna start a family
She average, get her taxes and go to Miami
But with this kind of status I'll probably go to the Grammys
I know niggas hate me, I came out the trenches
On some new shit, but some way sounding vintage
Paypal or credit? Send that cake or you dead it
This the real definition how you stay down and get it
I'm the next Nasir if they judge us off skill
Got your bitch in the middle, Times Square, Lauryn Hill
Told her my phone was dead, she wrote her number on the bill
Off-White paint on my jacket look like a spill
Played last year? Well watch the price shoot up
All black, my entourage dressed just like shooters
You spend your life with her, me? I give a night to her
'Cause Drake told these bitches they don't gotta be nice to us
Thousand grams on the plate, that's what my preference was
So I had interviews with connects, not The Breakfast Club, facts
He told me 26, it was thirty before that
I hurry to score that, you was dirty before rap, nigga

I just bought a new four-fifth from my man
Just came from Atlanta, trunk full he just got back from a road trip
Gave me two cartridges, box of bullets for both clips
He said, "You better buy a couple more, they're gon' be sold quick"
I said, "My nigga, when you sliding off?
'Cause I'ma do this juugs tonight then I'm back tomorrow to buy 'em all"
Uh, I took a loss but now I'm back buying raw
Sell it for the Shaq but I get it for the Brian Shaw
Letting off this MAC, got you niggas tryna climb a wall
I put the pressure on your shooters like Kawhi The Claw
And every verse I'm applying more
Heard 6ix9ne testified, I ain't surprised at all
We do the walk ups my nigga, we ain't driving by
I brought Flea with me and he been dying to slide
My nigga did 12 years for letting iron fly
Left when he was 16, he came home Zion sized
My doctor mad that I wouldn't let him operate
I bounced back and I just made more money than my doctor make
Violating you, getting the surgeon and the doctor dates
I'm like a helicopter landing, all the noise my chopper make
Ask if it's a problem, they won't answer me back
I'm courtside in Portland, Carmelo Anthony back
Really just came to see my plug, I go hand him the sack
I'm smiling like Anderson.Paak when he hand me the packs my nigga

Pull up in a grey spaceship
Hop out, fake Asics
Told Flea, "You gon' be rich
You just gotta stay patient"
My bitch looking like a young Sanaa Lathan
Sitting ring-side watching Tank Davis
Johnny Dang chain bracelet
Broke niggas mad 'cause I'm eating and they can't take it
'Bout to drop my album and the impact gon' shake pavement
If it's smoke, four goons pull up with K's waving
A lot of bullets thrown like when Brady played Peyton
Rock with designer to my drawers
Nigga slide into the mall but ain't finding this Dior, nigga
We was in the trenches selling china by the store
Window watching in the trap, MAK 90 by the door
In Houston, riding down Westheimer in the car
That cost more than what you signed for, admire from afar
If you niggas run up on me then I'm firing this rod
Chopper set you fuck niggas on fire, I'm the God nigga