Yeah

I'm on that type of time, brazy shit

504 251 type shit

It's your turn five, let's get it

You heard?

I'm in this bitch ****

Real rich **** shit, 4L Rich Gang type shit boy

Set up shop, big ass glow go boom, **** try and jack my dope

This that if you get kicked out the trap

One time, you can't come back no more

Big ass rock, **** wide like K-Mart block, Tommy had all that coke

This that wipe a **** nose if you see a

Little snot, know slime run down on folk

This that brazy flow, hot shit, I been toting

This shit so long, **** my shoulders sore

Hot shit, this that poof, I got poof, I see

A fucking ghost, whoosh, this that pyoom

This bitch take off life, it's at the folks, watch this

This that pyoom, I don't even know where the fuck it go

Look, how you come up with this shit inside the studio?

Damn, I heard big homie and them still tripping 'bout some Gucci flow

Yeah, and that bitch get on my nerves, this little stupid ho

Yeah, now I'm like pyoom, I don't even know where the fuck she go

Ayy ayy, yeah, she bad, I don't even know why I fucked this ho

Yeah, you know I'm brazy, I still call up an ugly ho

Damn, mama said, "You got head, you're grandma's favorite"

Damn, my lil' boy, he bad as hell, you can't babysit

How he be like, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah", this that brazy shit

This that off the head, yeah this that special ed, yeah

This that what you said, huh? This that what you said, huh?

This that what you said, bust his head

This that what you call it, just ran down on what's his name?

I don't know what's his name, I just know they wet his brain

Ooh, this that stretch his main, why? He should've been around

Nah, now he in the ground, he knew what was going on

This that up that red nose, make him make pitbull song

This that if it's smoke for real, bitch don't put me in a song

You gon' say a **** name, and you try to tune songs

You gon' say a **** name, you gon' try to tune songs

This that I was looking for, I think I just bought the talk, bump a bump

Know the way that drink gin' shake a **** on, straight to chrome

Microwave, 18, me and that dope done, two for one

Line it don't feed like a pump return (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I still shout, big ass glow go boom, **** try and jack my dope

This that if you get kicked out the trap

One time, you can't come back no more

Big ass rock, **** wide like K-Mart block, Tommy had all that coke

This that wipe a **** nose if you see a

Little snot, know slime run down on folk

This that brazy flow, hot shit, I been toting

This shit so long, **** my shoulders sore

Hot shit, poof, I got poof, I see a

Fucking ghost, whoosh, this that pyoom

This bitch take off life, it's at the folks, watch this

This that pyoom, I don't even know where the fuck it go

Ayy they didn't believe me when I told these people this was that

Ooh, fuck the internet, they gon' talk 'bout this and that

Ooh, this that daddy mama taught me how to jugg the crack

Bitch, if my mama mama find out, she gon' whoop my ass

Look, all these circles in this zip look like a cookie bag

I'm a boss like Lucian I, my bitch got that cookie swag

I ain't rap, beefing with no roach, I'm tryna smush his ass

Migo and them, cut him up real good, they tryna cook his ass

I'll turn Mobile New Jack City with this Boogieman

You know me, pop up out that cut like I'm Boogieman

Hahaha, yeah, I'm the hoodie man, I'm the hoodie man

I'm the dirty man, I'm the dirty ass hoodie man

I set up shop, big ass glow go boom, **** try and jack my dope

This that if you get kicked out the trap

One time, you can't come back no more

Big ass rock, **** wide like K-Mart block, Tommy had all that coke

This that wipe a **** nose if you see a

Little snot, know slime run down on folk

This that brazy flow, hot shit, I been toting

This shit so long, **** my shoulders sore

Hot shit, poof, I got poof, I see a

Fucking ghost, whoosh, this that pyoom

This bitch take off life, it's at the folks, watch this

This that pyoom, I don't even know where the fuck it go

Yeah, Atlanta J, then straight to the trenches

You understand me?

Fuck you talking about boy?

Real street gangster shit