I'm tryna get the ho naked & get off these loads

Real drank 16 for a pint, **** stealing da sauce but ain't doing it right

ARP with a pen, gon' put up a fight Rap shit to the side, can't go cause I'm

knowing First thing move wrong turn get to blowing

NFL man put me in and I'm scorin

Diamonds on me real ice like it's snowin' Come in the room thigh pad on me,

Where the dice at

Get shit cookin', ain't come on the drill So his Glock I had took it, used to be my lil man's beat his ass made em book it

Spit in the face can't stab in the back

2 fullys ah drac , make it ratchet, tat-tat

let off a burst, make his ass get back I come out of Texas, put swangas on lac's

I get shit poppin', I get shit goin' Really, that ****, them bitches be knowin

Can't stress about a bitch, all of them be goin

Opp ho give it up on her back, I be blowin' Mic2playa , hey, hey, hey, we lovin' the songs Keep floodin' the streets, my kids love you

they be rappin' your music Stay fly, get high, don't abuse it

Come around the gang, gon' give you some chicken Twelve years old, saw my pops water whippin

Kinfolk on the west, they steady be crippin' Everywhere know I'm good, I ain't doin' no trippin' . ain't talkin' no money, gotta click on the red button , Won't talk, fuck a ****, I ain't say nothin

Amiri and Gucci, we mixin' designer Slim thick, tryna get right behind her

Light skin, cute face, wet like the ocean Just chill, I'ma jump in the sea

My lil' **** from Florida, he be screamin' out Glee He be runnin' in houses, tryna take

what he see White teeth, bankroll, all white fazos

Five percent when I slide through the town They know how it get, I ain't showin' my hand

Up one and there's one in the head Lil' bruh off a pill, he just threw back a RP

Dont move, pussy bitch, don't start me Lil' hoe wanna eat , so I took her to Arby's

Book me at that spot, I turn up, y'all party

4 bitches wit me This shit gettin' gnarly, I cut off a hoe You tell her I'm sorry, the pigs on my ass

I take off in a Rari Real G, look me up on Safari

Come in the room, thighpad on me Where the dice at

Get shit cookin', ain't come on the drill So his Glock I had took, he used to be my

lil' mans Beat his ass, made em book it

Spit in the face, can't stab in the back Two fullys , a drac , make it ratchet, tat-tat

Ayy, let off a burst, make his ass get back I come out of Texas, put swangers on

on lac's