I feel like I'ma die when I'm 5'8 I feel more defiant when y'all hate Yeah, the only niggas runnin' in the car race Serving niggas with a bottle like parquet Now! Rap niggas all soft, so strong, J I'm a little bit of Pac, better Kanye You a little bit of Fox and Beyoncé Right! Any beef gonna meet, get sautéed Yeah, the fake ones runnin' with the hard face Bet that pump to your tongue make your heart race Now! And I hope you take it all the wrong way That you slumped it up, bummed it up, all place This red light put your ass in a dark place You a drill nigga, get your motherfuckin' hands up You a drill nigga, get your motherfuckin' hands up You a drill nigga, get your motherfuckin' hands up You a drill nigga, get your motherfuckin' hands up Celebration, coronation, no debatin' Crown me king, I'm tired of waitin' People champ, I gotta face it You disgrace it, people censor that you're fakin' I'm the Lord, I'm Michael Satan With the flow and take him out, annihilate him No mistakin', new sensation, hood pope Pullin' up the ruler nation And I came a long way from the stash house Now I switch spots like a domination Little kid paid by the crack house And I got my moms out with my ex-maids Gotta understand when I black out I don't give a fuck about a wack hater I don't give a fuck about a rap paper Leave the bell to the Lord, say all your prayers You a drill nigga, get your motherfuckin' hands up You a drill nigga, get your motherfuckin' hands up You a drill nigga, get your motherfuckin' hands up You a drill nigga, get your motherfuckin' hands up Say all your prayers You a drill nigga, get your motherfuckin' hands up