Uh (Uh, uh, uh, yeah)

I'm trappin' and rappin', I'm makin' it one way, a hunnid thousand, gotta put it on one place (Uh, uh, uh, walk down)

Wish Scooter was here for the jugg scene, ****, rest in peace to Jugg King

We done coped a lot from the shit I seen (Uh), a million dollars, that's American dream (Walk down)

Burnin' through racks, don't make no sense, keep stackin' them bodies by all means

Streets fucked the price on the lean, but I'ma still get it by all means (Uh, get me a lil' Wock')

Sippin' a cup, ain't no kissin' a slut (Uh, uh), I be keepin' it cool, but stick dick in her gut (Dick in her, uh)

If the location right, then we fillin' it up, literally a hunnid-some shells in the back of a truck (Walk down, dumpin' that, let's go)

Uh, ****, they know how the choir sing (They know how that choir, uh)

A **** got put in a casket, don't know what happened, shoot baskets like Yao Ming (Uh, uh, uh, Yao Ming)

Never passed all my classes, should've known I went dummy, I went got some motion and ran up my money (Uh)

Stuffin' them racks with old blue hunnids (Uh), I'm still poppin' out every day with new money

Gettin' a grower, get packs and I thump it (Thump it)

Ain't it crazy? Turned nothin' from somethin' (Like how?)

Come to Memphis, this shit just like Compton

Gangbangin' city, lil' bro got a chopper, a hunnid

Came out from the dungeon, live the life the judge gon' try to punish

Walk on a beat and I punch it, know Lil Double gon' get on this bitch and go dummy

Goin' Hellcat, two hunnid (Hunnid), know one thing I'ma do, go get me some money (Uh, uh, uh, some money)

Smokin' dead opps and poppin' these politics (Uh, uh), still be thinkin' 'bout my dead homies

Can't fuck with lil' buddy, he soft as a teddy bear, that **** turned to a Ted on me (Turned to a Ted on me)

Fuck the broke ****, his music had flopped and the label dropped him, so he dead, homie (His ass dead, homie)

Uh (Yeah), walk down, **** know I created my sound (I did)

**** talkin' 'bout they was trained to go (Oh, wow), whole time **** trained to get in the ground (Uh)

Sippin' through pain, got my attitude wild, he ain't my son, he get treated like a child (A child)

Bitch-ass ****, Double 0 really don't fuck with these ****, they know I get down

Every day, get richer, the feds tryna do a sweep probably, I ain't takin' no picture (No)

Poppin' out probably daily with killers, you the type of **** get robbed for your skrilla (Give me that, yeah)

He need a cape, tryna save all these ****, baby AK, broad day, break a ****

Pay her for the drop 'cause she lay with them ****, never tryna get a relationship with 'em

Grindin' twenty-four hours, this shit made me richer

Stayed down with the grind and I never did give up

They broke, they mad, they bitch gon' get fucked

Bro up the road, every time I'ma pick up (No rap)

Everything I say no rap, y'all know, it really go down

Walk down, ayy

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