You better keep your steal in that field, uh

Boy, you better know how to drill in that field, it's either killed or be killed

How you smokin' all these ****? You ain't even do that shit for real

I don't wanna hear 'bout what you did if you ain't do that shit for real

If you ain't acceptin' collect calls for your dog, you ain't real

You **** gangster on them drugs, soft as hell without them pills

I'll do the dash, spin a **** block, hop out and crash

If you ain't tryna score a boo with one of the bros, you don't get a pass

Disrespect will not be tolerated, I'm on a **** ass

Real active, love them gun sounds and I love them body bags

Flash speed to that cheddar, I love the bag

If I don't do nothin' else, ****, I'ma go get me some cash

I don't owe a **** nothin', I could never go out sad

Ran this shit up on my own, uh, I'm just sayin', I don't brag

Turnt it up, broke the knob, I got a six figure trap

Dare a **** to call my bluff and I'll pop out with them racks

They'll spin for me outta, but a P above will get you whacked

It take money to go to war and that bitch you fuckin' say you flat

Lawyer paid, I ain't worried 'bout no charges, I'ma beat 'em

Give my soul before I ever tell on a soul, give me the needle

Boy, you better have them folks on speed dial, 'cause you gon' need 'em

I'll push up, park and hop out by myself, I don't need no feature

Double R, real righteous

Triple R, real righteous reaper

Double cross, you play with me

Triple cross, you play with my people

Bitch, can't trick me out a dollar, ain't got no money for her either

My lil' shit talkin' about leavin' me, fuck it, I don't need her

I'm still standin' on all ten, I could never leave the trap

I bet it all on my lil' dog, whatever he drop is comin' back

I'ma post up on that block all night till I get it off

I ain't goin' home till it's gone, I gotta get it off

These **** havin' undercover pressure, but won't get it off

As long as I got that Glizzy, ain't no talkin', bitch, I'm gettin' off