yea get off ur ass, and go make some chetter
before the rats go and send the letter
sent off to the po office to getcha u better
sike they wanna gethca u right the gutter
these fuck bitches have no class, thats why they got no ass
im rollin grass, so fuck the braids, none of them are bright enough
or braid enough, im off the seats, to see the seas, and raise the flag
gotta get up and chase a bag,the one piece and solve my probelms
gold and rich fame is what we want, thts they do anything for clout
they blew up a goat, and he payed them to call him a goat
reality check nigga u aint shit, he pay for streams god damint u ate shit, i rip shit, and blow brains in board day light, and get hookers attention, i wont show affection, to anybody who sells their body,
to get it rich, ik what its like to be a broke bitch, 
i did coke at the 15, blow my nose hair, u thought i was balding
i was riding with bastards, and gun men who were ready to die
the rum eyes got me seeing lies, from bitches mouth to bitches house
i ran it up like car dealers, or drug dealers at a middle school frat body
next thing u know she wanna get drunk off cheap liqud
kiss some girls, with cheapers glosses, grab the glasses to see the girl, oh no it was the girl next door ofc, wtf did u execpt
a glassy rapsy babe from out of state, trynna get some grass
grab ass and flee like her dad, 
but fuck it, we chase bags, and get rid of hags
like simple hacks in call of duty, run up on them
fist face niggas get hit, like a lick but no  money stolen
sike i might have took wallet, or watch depending on the taste
the finest or winest, the richest some bitches, but when i get up
they treat like a equal, like they wasnt throwing trash at me
a week ago, swipe it under like their maid, but i can not let it slide
i grab the 40 and aim it steady, pull the trigger he wasnt ready
i thought hes name was randy, his new bitch taste like candy
no wonder their kids names mandy, her skull friend rhynmes with him
i make her grin and then i steal like grinch, it makes my teeth crunch
like popcorn, wheres the floss no arms for this,

anniversary (prod. Caser Lot)

XSTɎ.SAGE / LIL M.sage