I'm just that young **** out the fuckin' south These pussy **** they don't even know what its bout

I gotta ride around with my fuckin' rod

Cause I ain't hangin' with no ****, that be turnin' envy

**** out here plottin on my pockets, they just want my position

But if I let a **** get it, then you know what come with it

Me and my **** chasing paper, we ain't tryna see them broke days

Remember standing by the store, asking for a dollar

But we ain't never had it, granny told me hit my knees and pray

Everything gon' get better, but daddy left us to the struggle

Mama tried her best, I promise my lil' brothers they gon' be straight

My mama had more heart than my daddy, bitch ass

I knew I got my hustlin ways from my mama

**** come around, they tryna play that role like you my partner

Had to cut the grass to see your true colors, boy I knew you was a snake

put it in your face

fuck that

Yeah, fuck that, **** better bust that

Talkin' like you gangsta come on, man, you better up that

It get dangerous round this way, hit him with that ( Shhhhh) he gone hush that

Jay tryna catch a play, so I'ma send him where the plug at

I'm tryna get that bag, give a fuck about what I love at

Bitch, I'm on your ass, soon as I see you, I'm gon' up that

200 on the dash, actin' bad like a rugrat

Pussy this that shit, now you dead, dumbass

Bullets flip you like a stuntman, okay, now run it back

Speed it up this time, soon as I pop ya, ain't no comin' back

My bitch say that she love me, but whole time, I ain't trustin' that

BC4L, P-B-K, you ain't gon' fuck with that

Can't forget bout 3wayy send them bullets, right where he stay

Chase that money like a relay, go to war, bitch, D-Day

Flip the car like (Bow Bow) flip the car like (aww shit)

Okay, 5.56s through the bricks, no, I ain't miss

No, I ain't miss tell him pick his potna up

We control them licks, got them bricks, we wrap them up

We be flippin' shit, get him goin' like Magic

You **** be tendin' dick, I aint finne the beef bout no bitch

My brother send the lo, so I beat the road

He tryna feel some up with holes, so I grab that pole

He tryna leave with a soul, so if you with him, fold

Make his body lock and put a tag upon his toe