Live From The Gutta!

Yeah, Ferragamo white Tee

**** OD, comin' through blastin'

Rick Owens my feet, too exaggerated, **** stop gassin'

You ain't really like that, blow your city up, **** start laughin' (Haha)

Yeah, **** too goofy, beat a **** ass, **** old fashion

You are not goin' ****, **** not piped, DC everlasting (What?)

Reporting Live From The Gutta, **** too lit, live broadcasting

What, woah, what, what

Aye, hahaha

Hold on, posted up

My **** really found yo' crib and they posted up

.45's in the back room on that dro shit

Ain't no surprise, I'm in the bathroom smokin' dope, bitch

Yes, bro, take a guess, bro, hit yo' head, bro

I'm next, bro, go check my escrow, that's easy flex, ho

It don't matter if you got a motherfuckin' vest, bro

This headshot just pop him in his face, that's instant death, bro

Yeah, fuck what he say, he gettin' peeled (Yuh)

You wanna race? A young **** dipped

I'm in that P1, now he feelin' sick (Yeah)

Like it'd get critical, ****

My young **** still going digital, ****

Got a P.E. bitch, it got physical, ****

Send my young **** out to get rid of you ****

Um, like that's a bet, bro

I just got seven zeroes on my motherfuckin' check, bro

I'm really cashing out, my Chinese bitch gon' whip a **** eggroll

This lil' bitty bitch got blessed (Yessir)

You better knuck if you buck

Lil bitch, it's up, a **** said so

Like I said, fuck that boy, he a pussy, he tryna start fights with the gang

I'm a demon, lil' bro, we are nowhere the same

I woke up and I'm running straight, right to the bank

I got gold on my body, bitch, I'm Ja Morant

Then I pull off, skrt, I might slide in a tank, ****, on gang

I just walked in, they like "There go Daij"

Like hold up, bitch, get out my face, sheesh (Yeah)

Hold on, posted up (What)

My **** really found yo' crib and they posted up (Skrt)

.45's in the back room on that dro shit

Ain't no surprise, I'm in the bathroom smokin' dope, bitch (What, what)

Yes, bro, take a guess, bro, hit yo' head, bro

I'm next, bro, go check my escrow, that's easy flex, ho

It don't matter if you got a motherfuckin' vest, bro

This headshot just pop him in his face, that's instant death, bro (Aye)

I don't gotta trip 'bout no check 'cause I know that I'm really up (Yuh)

Go ask Brandon, we just made a milli', huh (Let's go)

We in Hollywood hills, what's the dealie, bruh? (Yuh)

Like if there's a list of the greats, I'ma be on it

I got a brand new black 'Cat with a D on it

I got these VVS diamonds right up on my motherfuckin' neck, watch a young **** ski on it

And she keep crawling back, I just fuck and that's that

I'm in the stu' and I'm smoking on thrax

Hellcat all black, bitch, yeah, hold up, get back, bitch (What?)

You touching my style? Don't do that, bitch

And my bitch, she a shooter, she classic

I'm out back and I need me a bad bitch, facts, bitch (Woo)

Hold on, posted up (Bitch)

My **** really found yo' crib and they posted up

.45's in the back room on that dro shit (Aye)

Ain't no surprise, I'm in the bathroom smokin' dope, bitch

Yes, bro, take a guess, bro, hit yo' head, bro (Yessir)

I'm next, bro, go check my escrow, that's easy flex, ho

It don't matter if you got a motherfuckin' vest, bro

This headshot just pop him in his face, that's instant death, bro