I got asthma, fool

My asthma's all bad, man (damn james!)

No, no, no, do it, do it, that's enough, bro, look

(Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign)

Oh, shit, that's my inhaler right there

On the set

And we been patiently waitin' to blow

Yeah, look

Catch me sniffin' on keys, blow my shit back

Yeah, what? On the gang

I'm the one who gave that lame-ass fool a shit bag

Yeah, on the gang

Where you from? Where you hang at?

Yeah, Sub-Zero mode (DJ VIP)

Yeah, on the gang, 44

And have you ever been in county jail and heard yourself on the radio?

Ever been embarrassed you grew up livin' in mobile homes?

I grew up in poverty, in and out of them group homes

Bad-ass kid, I hung around with a bad bunch

I remember packin' a bag of weed in my sack lunch

Better back up 'cause in my neighborhood, said I'm strapped up

Act up, call your boyfriend down before we slap cuffs

I was paranoid in the pit when I had to stab 'em

Malcolm in the Middle, I'ma kill 'em with the passion

I'm always in the middle when the G ride when I'm blastin'

Pretty boy-ass fool with a pistol and a bad bitch

Crack a bitch on IG and break her heart with a passion

Saint Laurent white tee, Chuck Taylors, I'm saggin'

Said that I'm her favorite rapper, how the fuck that happen?

It's Thug Life, threw a 9 in Bikini Bottom

Every once in a while, I try to be a better father

And if you wanna be my bitch, I'll buy you red bottoms

And if this shit hit the fan and I go back to the bottom

Is you gon' be there for me, girl, and help me fix my problems?

And if you ever see me in the hood, there ain't no squabblin'

Thirty-one flavors in that thing like if I'm Baskin-Robbins

I keep thirty rounds in the clip and keep one in the noggin

(Sub-Zero mode, on the gang)

And have you ever been in county jail and heard yourself on the radio?

Ever been embarrassed you grew up livin' in mobile homes?

I grew up in poverty, in and out of them group homes

Bad-ass kid, I hung around with a bad bunch

I remember packin' a bag of weed in my sack lunch

Better back up 'cause in my neighborhood, said I'm strapped up

Act up, call your boyfriend down before we slap cuffs (RJ)

I was paranoid in the pit when I had to stab 'em

Ayy, **** auditionin' for a sentence or a death wish (Uh)

I just bought Tina some titties and a new necklace (Frrt)

Business is business, I'm scratchin' Travis off the checklist (Yeah)

Newport money, I love the smoke, we can set-trip

Bet it all (Bet it all), plug a breeder, got the best dog (Woo)

I like to rally up my eater like it's pep talk

Brett Favre, I can quarterback the guards

You ever been in the county and heard your song on collect calls, ****? (Hello?)

You ain't as hard as you say you is, ****

Shoot the cars that the baby's in, **** (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

I know Charisma, I know Wavy, **** (Uh-huh)

I know Lefty Gunplay without aimin', ****, RJ

And have you ever been in county jail and heard yourself on the radio?

Ever been embarrassed you grew up livin' in mobile homes?

I grew up in poverty, in and out of them group homes

Bad-ass kid, I hung around with a bad bunch

I remember packin' a bag of weed in my sack lunch

Better back up 'cause in my neighborhood, said I'm strapped up

Act up, call your boyfriend down before we slap cuffs

I was paranoid in the pit when I had to stab 'em

And have you ever been in county jail and heard yourself on the radio?

Ever been embarrassed you grew up livin' in mobile homes?

I grew up in poverty, in and out of them group homes

Bad-ass kid, I hung around with a bad bunch (With a bad bunch)