Rest in peace to my brother Razor

Pour a little liquor then we get gone pull up, pull up

Roll another Bibby on the highway soon as I fill up

Word to the homie Good Fella

Give me the beat and I kill it

Give me the light and I be higher than the ceiling

All fam no friends start billing

I ain't fucking with you phonies

If you know me then you owe me

I wanna pull up where the hoes be

Pull up 21 tell her holla at a OG

I'm so brand new and you know me, bitches

I tell the bitch pull up, pull up

Stack it to my pocket give me more Gs

I pull up, I pull up, I pull up

I'm steady counting my gouda

I want my money in stacks, it's dollars and rulers

And when we pull up bet your bitches be choosing me

Smoking on the best weed

Drinking on the best shit, King Louie 1-3

All fam no friends when we pull up

If you really fucking with me then pull up

Smoking on the best weed

Drinking on the best shit

And I got my **** with me

All fam no friends with me

If you really fucking with me **** pull up

Smoking on the best weed

Drinking on the best shit

And I got my **** with me

All fam no friends with me

If you really fucking with me **** pull up

**** pull up

If you really fucking with me pull up on me holla holla

All family no friends no snakes around

Got some **** that I used to call family I don't fuck with

I don't do the sucker shit

I don't fuck with **** you ain't fucking with

I don't fuck with bitches you be fucking with

Real **** I'm a hundred I don't switch up on 'em

For my **** I'd die before I pitch up on 'em

Smoking on the best weed

Drinking on the best shit, getting irie

**** that I started with

Came up from the bottom with, right beside me

Free my **** on them cell blocks

I got green dots screenshots

Toast to them **** who didn't make it

And toast to them **** who did make it, ayy

Free my **** on them cell blocks

I'ma be rocking with you when shit stop

Toast to them **** who didn't make it

And fuck you to all the **** that's hating, ayy

Smoking on the best weed

Drinking on the best shit

And I got my **** with me

All fam no friends with me

If you really fucking with me **** pull up

Smoking on the best weed

Drinking on the best shit

And I got my **** with me

All fam no friends with me

If you really fucking with me **** pull up

When I pull up and I hop out

Fam over everything that's what I'm talking 'bout

I'm a hustler the money don't make me

But I'm a gangster the streets done raised me, get it?

Everyday money I'm with it, with it

Dab 'til the shoe strings fitted, fitted

And every damn show I'm with it

Watch your back from you suckers they just might get it, quit it

Give a fuck about a bitch, it's Lucci

Twenty bands old school is gucci

Now I'm rocking with the fam, supply and demand

The best way and only way it should be

Getting money by the crop still smoking

All the way to the top where we going

We keep it lit, spit flame in it

We on, everything going

Smoking on the best weed

Drinking on the best shit

And I got my **** with me

All fam no friends with me

If you really fucking with me **** pull up

Smoking on the best weed

Drinking on the best shit

And I got my **** with me

All fam no friends with me

If you really fucking with me **** pull up