Life on the Edge

Let me tell you about a whole nigga that live in Canada

That name Gerald David

That nigga's just a pussy-ass nigga that's speakin' on nigga name like a ho

Oh, you gon' take your raccoon-ass face back to the fuck jungle?

If you only know

Nigga, I'm tryna reach you

But soon we find you

We gon' fuck him up, stab him up, shoot him up

Please kidnap that nigga, don't think your father gon' save you from this

Soon as we get the drop

We gon' take your pussy ass out, boy, uh

The nigga retarded as hell

Only pussy he be cappin' is on the internet

Mmm, boy

You know your life is a danger for doin' all the talkin' about a real nigga

Mmm, you even seen Lil Top boss tryna get you

Ah, ah, ah, I book a flight

To Guyana to fuck your baby mother

Mmm, then put it on camera and send it to I

Message to your phone

So you can memorize it

And cry about it

You joke-ass nigga

Don't spend your life ever play with time, nigga

Mmm, fuck it

Back to the song

We the real niggas

That drive Range Rover

As soon as we get dropped

We gon' catch you

Nigga

Gang, gang, gang