Pain Killers

(Ayy, Sledgren, this shit slap)

Yeah

Yeah, I'm a made **** (Huh), self-made **** (Yeah)

Always been a hustler, all I know is get paid, **** (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, you know my name, it's on my waist, put it in your face, **** (Buh, buh, buh, buh)

I'm cutthroat to the bone, don't call me slime 'cause I ain't no snake, **** (Uh-uh)

Yeah, I ran it up, but somehow I still hang with gravediggers (Ayy, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, you know what's up (What's up), a multi-million dollar gang member (Gang)

These ****, they be gossiping like bitches, I can't hang with 'em

And I ain't got no feelings, I will pop you like a painkiller (Baow, baow, baow, baow)

****, I'm hardbody, why would I talk pillow? (What?)

You know I got that iron on me, yup, I got that skillet (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

And I ain't never hidin', if it's yellow, then I'm in it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

And ten times out of ten, best believe I got it with me (Yeah)

I just got the drop, my young **** tryna spin it

Yeah, lemon squeeze triggers, got some lemons in my pendant (Lemon)

Yeah, I ain't worried 'bout another ****, I handle businesses

Yeah, you bleed like I bleed, ****, you want it, you can get it (What's up?)

Yeah, I'm a made **** (Huh), self-made ****

Always been a hustler, all I know is get paid, **** (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, you know my name, it's on my waist, put it in your face, **** (Buh, buh)

I'm cutthroat to the bone, don't call me slime 'cause I ain't no snake, **** (Yeah)

Yeah, I'm a made **** (Yeah), self-made ****

Always been a hustler, all I know is get paid, **** (Phew, yeah)

Yeah, you know my name, it's on my waist, put it in your face, **** (Boom, boom, baow)

I'm cutthroat to the bone, don't call me slime 'cause I ain't no snake, **** (Yeah)

I won't do shit behind your back, it's in your face, ****

Yeah, you know they call me Glock and that G stand for gangster, **** (Gangster)

Yellow everything, I rep that fire, you know I'm bangin', **** (Boom)

Racks stuffed in my Gallery jeans, lookin' like some Wranglers, ****

You know ain't shit changed, ****, just couple of my chains bigger

You tryna get paid, yeah, I'm tryna do the same, ****

I be balling hard just like 'Melo with the braids, **** (Hard, yeah)

And you can ask anybody 'bout me, they'll say, **** (What?)

Yeah, I'm a made **** (Yeah), self-made **** (Yeah)

Always been a hustler, all I know is get paid, **** (Phew, phew, phew)

Yeah, you know my name, it's on my waist, put it in your face, **** (Buh, buh)

I'm cutthroat to the bone, don't call me slime 'cause I ain't no snake, ****

Yeah, I ran it up, but somehow I still hang with gravediggers (Uh, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, you know what's up (What's up), a multi-million dollar gang member (Gang)

These ****, they be gossiping like bitches, I can't hang with 'em

And I ain't got no feelings, I will pop you like a painkiller

The fuck?

Buh