Shoulda Got a Verse From Drake

Place that pack of hundred grams and hit a grand slam

Talking 'bout some street credit, must not know I'm Uncle Sam

The flakes on a girl so pretty, pass that shit again

Auntie running out her veins, she shot the needle in her head

Yeah, Auntie, that's my baby low and she gonna go blow Benz

Know she's one fine ass bitch but she's a coke-head

She don't know she get it from my work, I tell her, "Go ahead"

She think that I'm a fake pimp, don't know I'm the dope man

Half a mill' on the table, shit look like a jail spread

Put my foot on that dog food and almost lost my leg

Shooting that chopper at the red light and almost popped my man

When you hit that crack pipe three times, I pop up like I'm Candyman

Uh-huh, ****, huh

Tryna stack some crates? You need to stack some paper

Copped a hundred pounds of crank, I shoulda got a verse from Drake

From the bubble to the twang, that's the navy base

I told that bitch to mind her business, hit this nose plate

****, oh, you tryna stack some crates? You need to stack some paper

Hey, I copped a hundred pounds of crank when I shoulda got a verse from Drake

Serve it brown and white, call it Gina, Pam

If you don't get that lingo, then your ass just don't understand

My pistol uses bitch to fry ****, I call it Fully Pan

My brothers got caught up in the loop, it's a traffic jam

Came from the trenches, so happened, I made somebody

Your bitch suck and swallow every day like it's her assignment

Free my brothers out them cells, solitary confinement

Fully priced deal, taking hits if I go diamond

If we get two hundred bricks, we can go diamond

I made my college bitch strip, I call the ho Diamond

I white and rose my whole kit, it came from gold mining

You got a bitch perform a trick, we call that broke-minded

I just got two bricks of fent', ****, on consignment

The color of 'em of white like Virgil designed it

I might run off on a ****, hit him with the Heisman

Pop an opp with a .45 and had Jordan sign it

Tryna stack some crates? You need to stack some paper

Copped a hundred pounds of crank, I shoulda got a verse from Drake

From the bubble to the twang, that's the navy base

I told that bitch to mind her business, hit this nose plate

Oh, you tryna stack some crates? Need to stack some paper

Hey, I bought a hundred pounds of crank when I shoulda got a verse from Drake