Rest in Peace

I need love, I need drugs, I need hoes. And yeah I got these different types of slugs If you testin' me. I'll be damned if I'ma let a nigga get The best of me. R. I. P. To any nigga frontin', you can rest in peace. I ain't never gave a single fuck about what's Best for me. The only thing I tend to Care about is what come next for me. Flexin' on these niggas is what I tend to Do successfully. And I can't even name a single One who been ahead of me. I'ma let that money go, I'ma blow a volley. If you want a bad bitch, nigga pull up With some money. Only fuckin' with a ten, All my bitches really hotties. I'ma keep on poppin', niggas tell me who gon' Stop me. Ayy, Shawty off the K, now she Walkin' like a zombie. In New York with my niggas and we rockin' Amber Crombie. All my brothers really steppers and They really right behind me. I'm a fool with that cash, I'm a motherfuckin' Dummy. Bitch I need a thousand bands like my Rat named Barney. They say, "Ketter, is you rich?" I'm like, "Hmm, nigga, probably." Get a nigga fuckin' blicked if you really want A problem. And this shit get evil over motherfuckin' Dollars. All she givin' me is brain, I think This is a scholar. We get loose in this bitch, 'cause my clique Is full of ballers. Trendsetters in this ho, We them niggas that you follow. When I switch my fuckin' flow, I'm that nigga That she swallow. I'm in this bitch with homies, And you niggas filled with sorrow. Bitch I need the whole world in my hands Like tomorrow. I been fuckin' with these flames, Think I fell in love with pyro. Call this song Zero, in this bitch my drip Cairo. On God. Ayy, Big Ket on shit, bitch. Yeah, yeah, Yeah.