Talkin' Greezy

Guillotine

Head-gone

I'm talking greezy

I'm slept on

In the club getting saucy with a redbone

Getting thirst traps all up on my iPhone

Atomic bomber ex-prima donna in Gucci colors

My queen, I'm as saucy as saunas in the Bahamas

People know when I want it I do it shit gets done

I drop bombs that rip necks from craniums

My firearms remove limbs from shady ones

I milly rock on any block, [?]

Beast mode, I fucked around I got the beast sprung

Cakey [?] sexting at your next, like some razor bum

Imported fruits can spit the truth since 1991

The shogun, demand respect from fucking everyone

[?] Fresh clams and lobsters

Sea salt on pasta, body shots to chakras

Hold up, I had to double check my status

My name [?] let you know I'm something savage