Mr. Button

(Yes, Jayco)

Come here, come here

It's Buttonland

It's button, it's button

What you—

Goofy shit

He be sayin' goofy shit

I been fucked his bitch, he mad, his lil' ass tender (Uh)

Ain't worried 'bout opps, I'm on that bag tryna get richer (Tryna get richer, uh)

I had to leave my old bitch in the past, my new bitch hella thicker (She hella thicker)

I got block hoes runnin' in and out the store, stealin' my bitch Lululemon (Lululemon)

Lil Scoom got a bitch, you trippin'

We see an opp, bail out, we blitzin' (Come here, come here)

I got a habit of killin'

Bail out with switch and give him a whippin' (Grr)

Late night on a hit, tryna catch him a victim (A victim)

I ain't goin' back 'cause I'm tired of that system (Tired of that system)

My pockets be fat, blue strips in my denim (In my denim)

You hang with them ****, you dyin' right with 'em (You dyin' right with 'em)

Nightmares over East, I'm feelin' like Freddy Krueger (Lil' Freddy Krueger)

**** don't play, I'm little as hell with Drac', but scary like I'm Chucky (Scary like I'm Chucky)

We all bounced out, he got away, his ass was lucky (Come here, come here)

Drunk-ass bitch, get out my face, ain't tryna talk, your ass ain't nothin' (Your ass ain't nothin')

Dick-ride Jeff right after he died, talkin' 'bout your brother (Like that's your brother)

Glock with a button blowin' like butter (Grr)

When this bitch spit, better take cover (Better take cover)

Damn, I'm mad, his bitch was in my bed off Percs and I ain't fuck her (Man, I ain't fuck her)

I be tweakin' with them tweakers, they steal blood, but I ain't no cutter (I ain't no cutter)

Hold the Draco on my shoulders

I was young, but I got older

Rest in peace my fallen soldiers

Your heart cold, but my shit colder

High-speed chase, ain't pullin' over (Skrrt)

If he fall, then we stand over him

Mike Amiri, ain't Fashion Nova

Was dissin' on Live, now he on a poster (Grr)