TRB I'm a renegade me and Fat Dave I swing that Glock so many different ways I know he got grazed

**** step so hard behind my name you thought they got paid

Have my lil' **** tie his shoes he must be laced

Bad boy like it's Puff and Mase but no it's me and Chase

Plus he got two buttons on that glock so don't call the Jakes

707 horse power they gone call the Chase

The old RichHomie Quan I make em feel some type of way

Kick a door by the hinges then we find A safe

Ia kick my bitch out don't make A only fans

**** gamble wit his life and got the nerve to take the stand

Murray ass **** leave him in the quicksand

That mean underneath his fam in disbelief

If you tryna make it through these streets you should follow me

I don't know it all but I can get your ass from A to Z

I got skill baby but my style don't come from Tay-B

Fffld fffld bow bow bow **** crouched down

I ain't take no slack from them **** why start now?

She said she ain't have no perk why not start now?

Ramming from the back it was a glove now this bitch a pouch

She Sexy and she Red I might take her ass to pound town

Clap clap clap Leave it on her blouse

I told my bitch don't milk it cause you know that I'm a cash cow

She like boy you running with some scissors **** cut it out

If you think I can't move the crowd **** bring me out

Getting head from a slut bitch but I'll air you out

**** tried to bluff like heavyweight and got carried out

Grew up serving fiends that look just like Harry Styles

Six mile bet a pile **** wipe me down

Love from the Bronx all the way back to LA down

We young and reckless now we can't put them weapons down

Tryna calm down cause the judge giving letters out

But cook his egg like it' sunny side up don't give a fuck

I'll have them boys pull up in that truck fill them up

Since he all gassed up we wanna puff you a runt

The type that don't pull his own stunts where my cup

I like when it look like I'm sipping blood from the mud

Love Bens 10's 5's and 1's and a dubs

But Andrew Jackson know that he a scrub where the tubs

That's Harriet a chariot outside filled with drums

Its Filled with a lot of shit narcotics all type of shit

We got every condiment fiends give us compliments

Before I switch jerseys on my **** rather ride the Bench

Took some Carti frames from a **** life behind tint

Had to cut my addictions dealing with evictions

Lifes a bitch and when she get angry she a turn vicious

Still don't give a fuck I already know she promiscuous

But I'ma keep this shit a stack till they discontinue u