Mm, hold on

This a sneaky beat

This a sneaky beat

This a sneaky beat

This a sneaky beat

Hmm, this a sneak beat

I slid on my opps block, this a sneaky street

My opp got scared when he heard the drum, this a sneaky beat

She told me it's that time of the month, now she eat meat

Ahh

Bitch say she see me in her dreams, she remember me

Thou shalt not be broke, it's a sin to me

Bitch rubbed her hand on my— she was feelin' me (Hmm)

I pulled up to KFC like, "Where the chicken be?" (Hmm)

I pulled up with tree branch, I got a stick with me

This bad bitch won't leave my side, she tryna stick with me

She pulled up to the corner store like, "Where the liquor be?"

I had a show in Pittsburgh where the Steelers be (Hmm)

You always outside— ahh, shit, fuck

You always outside by yourself, where your killers be? (Bitch)

I'm in the hood, I'm in the trenches where the killers be

Hold on

This a sneaky beat

This a sneaky beat

This a sneaky beat

This a sneaky beat

Bitch

You gotta buy the 'bows, ain't no sneak and peek

I ain't fuck in seven days, this the weakest week

I can fuck anything, I just have my mind on the money, I ain't even tryna beat no cheeks

Ten mil' on the way, damn, I just leaked it

'Cause my lawyer told me to keep that a secret

Told Ghazi I got five million if he released it

But I still need that M for that last tape 'fore I leak it

Say she need a new pipe 'cause her pussy leakin'

I like gettin' my dick sucked, I'm not a pussy eater

Unless I own the pussy

I don't want no za or no candy, only smokin' Cooky

This **** pulled out some terps and I punched him

Then he fell on the floor and we stomped him

Got his ass beat

I'm high as hell, Mar, is this the last beat? Ayy

I don't live on Barth no more, that's the last street

I'm in the 'burbs now, you can't even ride past me, bitch

Mean I'm livin' in the woods

Five years ago was livin' in the hood

Know that **** broke 'cause his kitchen full of wood

We don't call 'em switches, though, we call 'em Wish A **** Would's

I didn't grow up with no Ahks, only Christian's in my hood

Tryna cook a thousand bricks, I had to whip it in the tub

E got a thousand horsepower, lift that **** hood

If it's fat under her arm, that mean the chicken kinda good

I'm the first **** made a couple million out my hood

Ghetto