98 Sabers

(专辑： WHO MADE THE SUNSHINE - 2020)

Shay, rest in peace
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Kill, kill, kill, kill
Kill, kill, kill, kill
Kill, kill, kill, kill
Just Blaze
As we proceed, to give you what you need
It's Griselda bomb, I tried to tell you all

Ayo, you looking at my jewels, don't even risk it (Don't even risk it, ah)
My mechanic be sniffing with the wrenches (With the wrenches, sniff)
In the mess hall, I got to listen (I got to listen)
First day home, I got to whipping (I got to whipping, whip)
My country bitch think she from Memphis (She from Memphis)
She could suck dick in the Olympics (In the Olympics, ah)
Everyday, I wake up, I gotta get it (I gotta get it)
My nigga dome shot shit, he be wigging (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, he be wiggin')
How you been FLYGOD? I been living (I been livin')
Pollo Loco with the chicken (With the chicken)
Even Nino Brown started snitching (Started snitching, ah)
Big four pound with the extension (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, the extension)
Move like Chef Dred in the kitchen (In the kitchen, ah)
You'd rather be dead than go against us (Than go against)
My nigga dopeboy, he be whooping (He be whoopin')
My nigga TF, he be Cripping (Yo, Crippin')

Boss bitch, yeah, I'm hella bomb (Hella bomb)
Money phone ringing like a telethon (Brr)
I came in the game with my weapons drawn (Uh huh)
Necks what I'm stepping on (What's up?), hated, but respected on (Come on)
Heavy on the weight (Weight), heavy on the cake
Iced out the same chains that Harriet escaped (Uh huh)
Word to all the millions and risks that we takes (Uh huh)
The Liberace estates (What else?), Dolce Gabbana drapes, what (Woo)
I'm a beauty, but a beast on the track (Uh huh)
Don't confuse this with my booty, this the East on my back (What)
You upset yet? Diamond chain on that wet wet (Uh huh)
You can slide, bitch, I jet set, I'm getting pampered like the bed wet (Come on)
Niggas hand it to my like the nail tech (Uh huh)
Passing bitches like a test, but this ain't no LSAT, what
You bitches better be scared if I level up (Level up)
No, elevators, bitch (Look), step it up

Standing on the furniture, I told the bottle girl, "Bitch, pass the Ace" (Bring me that Ace, bitch)
I popped the cork, poured the whole bottle for homies passed away
Wrap the Wraith, Killa Bee yellow with the matching skates
Still got racks in the safe, a half a letter stashed away (Ha)
Wrapped a half a cake in saran wrap and a masking tape
Wrap the surplus around rappers, I probably lapped them eighty times
Keep the MAC on waist, I don't waste time
Boy, you get the drum work from the Griselda Records basket case (Brr)
They say they richer than Machine, that's like a slap in face
The problem is I'm getting more money and at a faster pace (Hahaha)
Look, I ain't human, I'm an alien, homie
I just came back from space, came to outrap the greats (Talk to 'em)
Trust me, I got the bread to get a nigga whacked today
They bring me back your head, don't matter how much cash it take
We used to traffic base, now the trap forty racks a day
It's safe to say we got a booming system, I'm Masta Ace (Ha)
The shooter sixteen, throttle in his VLONE hoodie
Nigga look at me wrong, then he upping this chrome for me (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I got rich on my own, don't need a nigga to loan money (Uh uh)
Ain't signing no more contracts unless it's Mahomes money (Woo)
Machine, bitch

RIP to rappers I buried, left the trap and then married
I won a ring for every team I was on, like Vinatieri
I got the four-door too (Uh huh), so many whips, it's getting scary (Uh huh)
Book a photoshoot, y'all 'bout to need pics for obituaries
The GxF Rebels, any static, nigga, we accept
Y'all niggas should be in check, or BSF'll be at necks
When I say the beef lit, I don't mean a tweet or text (I don't mean that)
Shooters, I send three, no less, and let 'em take the CLS
Beef is I know where your people stay (I know), I don't need to flex (I don't)
But when you least expect it, I send a cleanup crew to eat your dress (Brr)
Beef is a forever thing, careful when you speaking threats
I achieved success and still can't even rest (Ah)
Took this street shit corporate, a dab of it, I just balanced it
Authentic, all this G shit I'm talking, they never challenge it
Where I'm from, we ignorant, graduating average
Fuck that, if you can flip money, then you talented
Man, y'all lost, I could be paying y'all off (Paying off)
But I don't trip, 'cause y'all niggas broke and y'all soft (Pussy)
Think I'm playing, y'all wrong, I'm fronting when the bands all gone
Put a yellow band on my arm like I'm Lance Armstrong, ah