I'm renegade, I mix the Patron with lemonade
I got drunk and woke up with more face tats than Kevin Gates
I stay right beside them gees like the letter "H"
Jeez, he's a heavy weight, so please get the record straight
Multisyllabic, tell your squad they can have it
My shit's way over your head, I wrote these bars in the attic
I'm veterinarian, I came to put you dogs in the casket
I'm like a PIMP cause you can catch me in the car with a ratchet
I'm on tour twenty deep, so now we all gonna get it
Your shit's Christmas in the hood to make you got no presents
I want my credit, I came to pull your card, no debit
Y'all hilarious, I swear I got more heart than Kevin
I heard you stay around the twelve like when the clock hit eleven
Well, I get drunk then I get angry, call it bottled aggression
Bullet bouncing off the window like when Pac was in Vegas
A hundred goons in ski masks, that's who I got on the guest list
Yah, I just got home from thirty city tour
And went straight to the studio, they want Merk to kill it more
And the way I'ma murder it, it won't hurt to get insurance
You trust woman with the sharks and you might turn up on the shore
Sucker

Nah, I don't wanna seem like I'm goin' crazy
But I'm off my meds (I'm off my meds)
See, everybody talk till we see 'em in public
Like what's the shit you said (The shit you said)
Just give us a call if it's drama outside, drama outside
(Drama outside)
I'ma pull up out front in that all black truck
And get it poppin' on side (Poppin' on side)

My bank account looks like the arches at McDonald's
I just made my first M, it's gettin' hard for them to stop him
It's been weight on their conscience
I'm too confident and honest
The ones who used to talk shit are pay to pop up in my bottles
Man, it's funny how that shit work, write it till my wrist hurts
Might hit you with a shovel just for lying like you did dirt
Your homies get the Ascord, they prolly put on big Merk
When shot, I'll leave you limp, when it's biscuit, hit you like Fred Durst
Your favorite rapper mad, I heard he take it to the heart
You need a whole team of writers just to break down each my bars
These tattoos on me and my face just full of scars
And I don't need a lemonade stand to brang to your yard
You can say I'm being cocky, I've been thankful from the start
Cause the shit was never handed out to us, it was harsh
I got more bars than any felony at sentence
You got no bars like you never got the message
Y'all to busy jumpin' on these trends to get attention
Refer to me as boss now whenever I get mentioned, yah
Like who want smoke with a chief
I roll up and cheef or zip before I'm goin' to sleep
I'm out in Philly burnin' phillies, I'm might go out like Meek
I'm posted up on the block just like a pole on the streets, aha
So fuck all of that subliminal fake shit
Bull's eyes every time, come and get you a face lift
Stompdown Killaz, all our rituals sacred
Y'all just got into the game and I've been in it since grade six
To fuck with us you prolly need some liquid courage
Man I'm dope, you need a doctors note, come and get a quick referral
I'm on tour across the world, singin' titties with my girl
Rappers talkin' in circles, I call that shit a tilted world
I've done in 2006 than you have in your whole life
Y'all tight pants, lip gloss, pantyhose type
If I hit you with this left it means you better go right
Kush got me in a zombie mode like I've been up all night
2018 was a snack, 2019 I'ma feast, I got 20/20 vision
Since a kid I've been a beast
Let's go

Nah, I don't wanna seem like I'm goin' crazy
But I'm off my meds (I'm off my meds)
Everybody talk till we see 'em in public
Like what's the shit you said (The shit you said)
Just give us a call if it's drama outside, drama outside
(Drama outside)
I'ma pull up out front in that all black truck
And get it poppin' on side (Poppin' on side)