Break the Script

Block that bitch, huh, I don't even want that bitch (Yeah)

Tote the stick, even though my opps ain't on shit (Uh-huh)

I can't be no regular, so I had to break the script (Yeah)

She keep callin' my cellular, I don't know why you callin', bitch (Why you callin'?)

Damn, lost my bitch, but that money came in quick

Young **** tryna run bands up, nowadays I don't really care about shit (Yeah)

Fuck 12, ain't puttin' my hands up, fuck that, I'ma just dump that stick (Huh)

I'ma just fuck that bitch (Yeah), still goin' up, can't miss (Yeah)

I made a whole lotta bands, why would I care 'bout lovin' a bitch? (Why?)

It was just me and my mans, I told my brother, "We gon' be rich" (Yeah)

BSaint, I had a plan, I had plan and went through with that shit (Yeah)

It wasn't part of the plan, but somehow I still fucked that bitch (Damn)

I just signed a deal, put my lil' sister in Rick (On God)

Switched up on my hoes, and still had to kill that shit (Yeah)

Just bought some new clothes, I'm at 2nd Street with shit (Huh)

Boolin' with the Bloods, I came from the streets and shit (Uh-huh)

My bitch got the job, time to get these **** hit (Yeah)

Finna spin that block, watch how Rascoe dump that stick (Bop)

Bodies start to drop, my whole gang been poppin' shit (Yeah)

Damn, this bitch a thot, it's all good, I'm still gon' hit (Yeah, ha)

Catch a opp like it's nothin' (Yeah)

Damn, my opps keep sendin' thugs, but they all bluffin' (Yeah)

Got the drop, I'm finna pull up like it's nothin' (Uh-huh)

Watch how I pull up on them fuckboys like it's nothin' (Yeah)