F**k Dat (feat. Trey Trey, Fettie & Trouble)

Woop

That's big SB, you dumb ass ****, hah

Jose the Plug

What's up, Plug?

This shit easy, ayy Tricky

I don't fuck with **** 'cause I know that they don't fuck with me

Skrrt off in the Benz, tell lil' brody drive the truck for me

Plug got them strong Cookie zips, he want three bucks a piece

Stretch him in a candy-painted oldie with the bucket seats

Just got out of jail, 12 always tryna fuck with me

Boy, you broke as hell, that lil' ass money ain't no cheese

What you tryna re-up with, I spend it on some jeans

I got a redbone bitch, look like Alicia Keys

She say she wanna drive the boat, Trigga gave her the keys

I fucked her on the floor, we fuckin' up our knees

Walked up in Truth, seen my mans in that bitch

I wasn't even tryna flex, we spent ten in this bitch

I really love the strippers, yes, I do respect they hustle

By the time I'm done raining, she gon' leave out with a duffle

Caught doggy danglin' on the 8, I should've bust him

SB Gang, we the topic of discussion

Can't fuck with these hatin' ass **** and these hoes

Came up quick, walkin' out the jewelry store froze

Nah, fuck that, I'm tryna put my whole hood on

If I up that, I bet I send your stupid ass home

Can't fuck with these hatin' ass **** and these hoes

Came up quick, walkin' out the jewelry store froze

Nah, fuck that, I'm tryna put my whole hood on

If I up that, I bet I send your stupid ass home

Eighty on my neck, sixty on my brick

Forty on my wrist, ten on your bitch

Got fifty on my fist, twenty on my wrist

I spent thirty on my chain, got these **** pissed

I feel like the old Wop with all this jewelry on

Fettie white buffs, big Cuban on

Know some Bloods in the Zone that'll do you wrong

Grab a brick, bust it down, and put my brother on

Ayy, I know some **** on the 8 get they hustle on

I spent four hundred on this Creed, this ain't regular cologne

I got some **** down the way that ain't comin' home

Throw a brick in the blender, get your double on

Rest in peace my **** Nipsey, get your hustle on

**** hatin' on SB, what the fuck is wrong?

If it ain't about no money, don't call my fuckin' phone

I put some money on they head and get them **** gone

Can't fuck with these hatin' ass **** and these hoes

Came up quick, walkin' out the jewelry store froze

Nah, fuck that, I'm tryna put my whole hood on

If I up that, I bet I send your stupid ass home

Can't fuck with these hatin' ass **** and these hoes

Came up quick, walkin' out the jewelry store froze

Nah, fuck that, I'm tryna put my whole hood on

If I up that, I bet I send your stupid ass home