Janitor

(Ayy, go 'head, IIInfinite)

(Smoov, what's good, baby?)

If we playin' ball, my niggas came to win, ain't no cop-outs

I'm the truth, if it ain't about cash, I don't pop out

Slid through they hood, it's nice and dry, and no opps out

Drakeo bought the street sweeper, I had to bring the mop out

If we playin' ball, my niggas came to win, ain't no cop-outs

I'm the truth, if it ain't about cash, I don't pop out

Slid through they hood, it's nice and dry, and no opps out

Drakeo bought the street sweeper, I had to bring the mop out

I ain't lying, a nigga try me he gon' die, I ain't Mufasa

Momma gon' be wondering, like, "Damn, who shot ya?"

It's no mystery, a nigga play with the plug, he gon' be history

Bitch thought I was gonna show pitty 'cause my neck like Mr. T

You think I'm too jazzy, just sent him to the back like Pistol P

Gang 'n' 'em demons, they ain't really tryna crease the pease

I got two things to offer you, bitch; dick and seasoning

If you ain't go no money when you approach me, what is your reasoning?

"How you got so much flavor ralf?" I got a secret ingredient

One tool for you to get some money, punk bitch, obedience

Keep yo' feelings in yo' diary, bitch, this ain't no grieving center

When I step out, I make bitches get outta pocket when they see some winners

If we playin' ball, my niggas came to win, ain't no cop-outs

I'm the truth, if it ain't about cash, I don't pop out

Slid through they hood, it's nice and dry, and no opps out

Drakeo bought the street sweeper, I had to bring the mop out

If we playin' ball, my niggas came to win, ain't no cop-outs

I'm the truth, if it ain't about cash, I don't pop out

Slid through they hood, it's nice and dry, and no opps out

Drakeo bought the street sweeper, I had to bring the mop out

What we gon' do with these dirty guns? We gon' swap out

The B team must be on the run, ain't no opps out

Once my shooter start having fun, don't cop out

I ain't participating, you will get stripped, ain't no drop outs

If you ain't got your own gun, then don't pop out

I was juggin' on the yard on the phone while on lockdown

Bitc,h that head weak as fuck, I'm not aroused

I can't think straight, bitch, I'm off mud, I'm kinda drowsy

I pulled up and left nut on yo' momma couches

Young fly nigga, way above the dozen falcons

The chop got some shit in it that'll budge 'em out

Niggas can't keep high, we gon' pull up to your cousins houses

If we playin' ball, my niggas came to win, ain't no cop-outs

I'm the truth, if it ain't about cash, I don't pop out

Slid through they hood, it's nice and dry, and no opps out

Drakeo bought the street sweeper, I had to bring the mop out

If we playin' ball, my niggas came to win, ain't no cop-outs

I'm the truth, if it ain't about cash, I don't pop out

Slid through they hood, it's nice and dry, and no opps out

Drakeo bought the street sweeper, I had to bring the mop out