Show & Tell (feat. Future)

I like this
 Yea, yea
 Oh Lord have his mercy
 Yea-eh, ay-yeah, eh
 I can get you knocked for a hundred bands
 Did a drive-by then they walked in
 Pricey on my block, it's some Talibans
 Put you in a coffin, never breathe again
 Show you like I tell you
 Ask me if I change I tell you, "Hell no"
 Tatted on my arm to my fucking elbow
 Till they free my dawg from the prison cell
 So when I pull up in a Benzo, it ain't no Benzo
 I might blow a couple bands just to make an entrance
 Solo date on my calendar, check my credentials
 All this ballin' might offend ya, fuck up ya mental
 Thats Balenci on my toes, so don't buy the mall so
 And the socks and the feet, probably even more so
 Never send no shots to me, 'cause I'm doing 10 toes
 Imma send a couple shots to whoever sent you (woi oi)
 Show you like I tell you
 Ask me if I change, I tell you, "Hell no"
 Tatted on my arm to my fucking elbow
 Sticking to the code, you know I'm Velcro
 Rollie that's a bust down, it's full of with diamonds
 It don't tell the time, but it's 80 thousand
 Bitch I'm rocking houses and large amounts are stuffed in my trousers
 Bouncing with all ya spouses, like, get around us
 Non stop, my ship is tip top
 Don't you ever get it twisted for what it is not
 Marijuana give me wisdom, fi run mi kingdom
 Never ever has it been done, you never seen some (woi oi)
 Show you like I tell you
 Ask me if I change, I tell you, "Hell no"
 Tatted om my arm to my fucking elbow
 Sticking to the code, you know I'm Velcro
 Show you like I tell you
 Ask me if I change, I tell you, "Hell no"
 Tatted on my arm to my fucking elbow
 Till they free my dog from a prison cell
 I can get you knocked for a hundred bands
 Did a drive-by then they walked in
 Pricey on my block, it's some Talibans
 Put you in a coffin, never breathe again (woo)
 Cartier bust down on my sleeve
 We can trade gold when I sleep
 Drank codeine, lose speed
 Walking through the back door, 100 deep
 Spent five racks on the T
 Bought that kitty cat a AP
 Givency, Givency, double Gs
 Bad bitch come where ever I need
 Legendary tatted on her knees
 40 foreign cars, you won't believe
 Diamond-diamonds on my neck, bullets in your torso
 Gotta represent the set, fuck it, its on my elbow
 Cut from a different cloth, should have been a gigolo
 Only run with certified hitters in the circle
 Anytime it's violence, my niggas start to riot
 Chopper get to ringing, can't be quiet
 Real niggas always move in silence
 Copping out, we never ain't hiding
 I was born a rebel 'til I'm dying
 You get wetter than a pool, I'll dive in
 Balenciaga shoes, freestylin'