Somebody text Nick

It's time to trap again

Pull up to the bag claim

My plane just landed in

Had to cut they water off

They stabbed me in the back again

And I can tell yo money funny

That's what we been laughing at

Wait

I be coast to coast

I'm chasing chickens getting rich

Play me pussy I'll find where he live

And have them **** hit

Mane that **** yada cappin

He ain't really loading clips

I'll pull up in that under bucket

Trunk full of

Shiiidd

Call my **** jay

I want a steak let's hit the Chris

I walk in that bitch

I'm well respected soldier slim

I might knock yo bitch

Cause you gone tell her

That Iss him

I done got my money up

Now all my haters pissed

Shiiidd

Big dick energy

That's what she be telling me

Plugged in with the flavor house

That's how she got that half a P

(how she got that half a P)

Young **** dream was to be a Real Pimp

Started breaking Ps Til I made a big flip

Word out in the streets

He be taking big trips

First class For me please

I might need a few sips

Can't get out the streets

So I'm where the jects at

I can't love yo freak

She just got some good neck

(Great neck)

Shiiidd

Young Mr Marcus

Hat turnt to the back

Hit from the back

Now she retarded

Best brain in her crew

And that's a fact cause she the smartest

Shiiidd

Savage

Shiiidd

Wzup with that slick shit?

Whats that slick shit?

What the fuck with that slick shit

What's with that slick shit

Shiiidd

What the fuck is **** mad at

I was chasing paper

I just found out where the bag at

I need 50 feet you better bag back

Or end up in a trash bag

Bust so many shots

Like bam bro where that other mag at

I'm from Murder Miller

That's where my gang used to trap at

I came here from Memphis

I guess I grew up in Baghdad

Lul bro smoked yo homie

I thought we was moving passed that

One phone kall and Iss over

He gone pull up having flashbacks

Shiiidd

**** claiming bodies they didn't harm

Swear that's bitch shit

We don't say no names in any bars

Cause that's snitch shit

Pull up with that late home from the job

Them extensions

Honey please don't wait up

Cause the boss out here tripping

Say my name in any songs

Come up missing

Never really been the type to try fix shit

Might be out of town while you on socials talking slick shit

See that bitch in public

He gone swear that he ain't did shit

What type of **** bang a hood that he was ran out

Then say some slick shit bout my homie like he dead now

If I'm in the city I advise he keep his head down

I can send you to him

You can tell him you ain't scared now

That's how we can play it out

We don't got argue

I'm just gone ask him to say it now

We can go the ones

But if he reach to pull my dreads out

I'm gone pistol whip him like a bitch

And stomp his ass out

Cause that's what we about

Wzup with that slick shit

Talking out ya neck

You must didn't know

That that was bitch shit

Rip to Madden

Throwing bullets from them hit sticks

You gone have yo mama out her worried cause you missin

Wzup with that slick shit