Huh, ha I was gon' say slow down but I was speedin' shit up She said slow down when I'm beatin' shit up You can be anything, just can't be in with us You can be anything, you just can't be me 45 recliner, get to blowin' out his seat Freak bitch on my tryna blow through the jeans Just me and 19, I don't need me a team This bitch Sandy Brown but they thinkin' it's green He double cupped up, got him thinkin' it's lean But whole time he sippin' on green water tea Psh, better fuck 'fore I leave, I got places to be and I got people that's payin' to see me I got niggas that's movin' they feet without payin' a fee Pull up all black, you think it's Habibis These 5.56s and not BBs, we be givin' out bands, boy, BB Me and my brothers gon' ball, like BBB They think I'm crazy, just wait till they see three Niggas ain't smokin' on 'za, this some seaweed Bro made a hundred off the 'bows, he only see weed I need a hundred for shows by next week Phone dry, need the hundred hoes by next week Backstage with the pussy, that next please, she only good for head, shoulders and neck, knees Big-ass chain worth fifty, my neck lean, he kept his shit on for too long, his neck green I put that shit on for too long, it's too easy I can't lay up for nothin', lil bro need me I got somethin' make you lay down, no Peezy Nigga, how you locked in with me and you don't know Diddy? Yeah, huh, nigga, how you locked in with me? You don't Freddy I know niggas that's rich with no chain and I know niggas pop shit with no pape' And I know a nigga that's cryin' 'bout a bitch that I hit first date with no name Huh, shot the club up but ain't nothin' happen, I guess I got no aim Can't be around the fire like propane, she put it in her mouth like Colgate I drove all fast shit, it's no brakes, pockets on all fat shit, it's no shame I cut a straight tip bitch, I got no game, then put it on the guys like: Here go, gang I walk a nigga down, got no range, hit him with the 45, he got no face Bitch, yeah, let him press up, they can guess who did it All my niggas send shots, Hoop City, Rick, Rick, Rick, Chrome socks too shitty Just popped ten, I'ma need two bitches, nigga want smoke, fuck it, I'll hoop with you Billard stick but I still scoop bitches, was finna buy a watch but I want a new kitchen Tryna take somebody bitch to Ruth's Chris, rob a dealer, when she try to catch me, I'm too shifty Glock ain't now, I'm remember two Smithens, goin' rack from rack like a nigga do tennis Met her for a lil', she don't know what to do with it, you don't make no money, niggas cool with it That's how you niggas be gettin' backdoored, treat niggas like brothers just got Cool Whipped Huh, she thinkin' I cheat, so she cheated, I ain't even cheatin', she finished herself for no reason He dappin' me up but I thought we was beefin', I'm clappin' him up, get him shot like a needle Tired of Amiri, I'm rockin Evisu, don't think he fuckin' my ho 'cause I'm single Rappin', it got me a bag like seafood, still could teach you how to punch, I'm shifu Scam money, can't beat it like Jet2, bitch, don't try to leave me, I'ma let you Switch (frrt), I'm matchin' my load, it's like S2, I'm from the D but the 'Raq got the best food Think I'm a link and I fuck, we ain't that cool, glizzy give a nigga wings like Red Bull Gossip like bitches your ass homosexual, why this bitch think 'cause she pretty she special? Mm, dog what? Can't cuff shit, bitches all sluts Niggas ain't got no pape' but y'all tough, bitch, I ain't want no chain, I bought bucks Swingin' that ZPAP like a golf club, aw, fuck, dog, I hit the wrong one Huh, my lil' pretty bitch love R&B, she don't ever listen to rap 'cause y'all suck Huh, ride the SRT like a NASCAR racer, dick suck every rapper, you a background dancer If Killa ain't here, I bet a smackdown happen, when it come to the hoes, I got maxed out batches Your bitch ain't white but I crack her, still keep a pole and I'm a positive rapper Fat, fly nigga, hoes like these niggas like bikers, they stuck in the cycle, I passed 'em