Coup De Grace
Smoking hella bags of the drugs gomme fucked up
I been in the sauce but I'm really just a lost one
Only really good at rolling blunts
So I live faded but I get it done
If you want smoke imma pull up with the runts
Royalty Gang that's what I call my huns
Imma drop a song to come up that's your coup de grace
I don't give a fuck about the shit you saying
Bitch I don't need faith
I just needa grind for the bank
Don't trap Ian worried boutta case
That's not cause I play it safe
Imma Keep going I'm raising the stakes
Tryna diss me you done made a mistake
How many listeners is it gone take
Don't want the status it's money that I'm tryna make
Bitch I'm the king
I been to Mordor still got the ring
Bitch I'm Eagle I'm growing my wings
My flow hard since I came in the scene
Now I make rap that appeal to me
People hit me up I can see through deceit
I really been out the wok trend
Used to sell lines wouldn't do it again
Shit needa end
Go get ya bread
I don't know what's in they heads
Really live in dread
