Shabang - Lunar C

Please know I’m a sick bastard

Pre-rolls in the cig packet

Deeboin' these bitch rappers

But keep going, g, shit happends

Stressed out your friends are let-downs

Don’t get lead down the wrong side of the road

You’re gonna loose your head if you keep sticking your neck out

Not waiting, I push right past

I got my lust for life back

MCs try to test but they should run

Tell them be my guest like a plus one

Ip dip dog shit, you are not it

Far from a G, no flow so don’t boast

Big tings popping man, I got this

Heart on my sleeve like a Stoney logo

Different day but the same fuckery

I do my thing and they judge me

Mouth off, like you ain’t pussy

I’ll slap the mouth off your Bape hoodie

I got the grind and pay dues

I’ve been up working night and day

Just so girls will use my bars as Instagram captions, like I’m Drake

I’m Floyd Mayweather, your not in my top 50

I know 50 and 0

I just can’t get to 50 and 0 thousands

I need 15 notes just the throw in the air

Like I’m Floyd Money Mayweather, 50 and 0

Win streaks so don’t bring beef

It’s all going off, like the fridge-freezer broke