DNA (feat. Nakel Smith)

Intercepting a fifth of whisky

And neckin it 'til I'm dizzy

I never was defenseless

I never hugged a fence

I pick a side and trust in it

Stomach full of drugs and shit

My niggas on some other cleanse

Sunday binge, Monday

Then another 6 days back to Sunday when it's done again

And the pants better be creased on my corpse

If you need that, run until the street lights off

Back got bigger, got the team strapped on

And you thought it was magic

But that's just the difference

Nigga my team is magicians

We think of the shit that we want then we get it

Look I got hoes in my britches

Thought you knew this my nigga

It's crackin like french tips

Just checkin and balances

And checks and salaries

Testing my friendships

Cause niggas get sour of this

Rap shit got the best of me

I threw the rest off the balcony

Shoutout Da$H and Retchy

I know yo bitch check for me

So much for chivalry

So long to every bitch tryna get intimate

I'm in my 20s now

Feet aimed at the jaws of the running mouth

Disdained from the loss since a fucking child

Spotlights on me I ain't stopping in my tracks

We taking it all and we running out

Threw shade in the past but you want me now ho

Put your face in your palm when I come around ya

Tell mom I'mma get a gun

If I get too popular

I'm just being honest with it

Tell her:

Stop whining

It ain't no mo problems

I'm the best out of all these niggas

I'm just home when you speaking

Ain't no home for the weekend

No rest for your ass if I know that you're sleeping

I'm here and I'm there

And I'm up and I'm down

And I'm low and I'm peakin

It's cold in the deep end

Bitch nigga, we the train

If you see 'em wave

Ain't no bitch in my DNA

Hundred blunts, niggas chains, that's my day to day

Niggas tryna ride my train like they fucking strays

My bro left today, fuck

Hot sauce in my cup of noodles, you taught me that

I ain't seen us in years

And this news right here almost

Made me have a heart attack

Your momma heart intact

We just spoke, i couldn't stomach that

I'm going to London on the first

I'm bringing you something back

A house on the hill with a big ass grill

We could have a boxing match

Japan, Australia, I know you be proud of that

I got a couple bitches now, I ain't gotta lie about that

I know you in a better place, I can't even cry about that

When I look into the clouds, I know you look down on me

Right next to grandmammy

And the rest of the ones who wanna see me happy