Loosen up the grips

My wheels they make the rubber hot

I don't fuck with you, or your friend, go 'head and dump the chop

Fuckin' on this thot, flip a coin, gon' make it heads or tails

Whoops I'm chasing tail

I know for sure I make my money well

I feel like I'm Adam Silver, but that's just the way that I'm draftin' up shooters

And the way that I skate on this beat, this shit get Wild like Ryan Suter

See me and this Draco, we nymphos, you pull up right on us and we gon' do ya

And just like a Sniper Monkey, with a Full Metal Jacket, this shit go through ya

I might just pull up right on ya lil' brodie, and fuck on your shorty, I'm blowin' her back out

No I really don't get it at all, I don't understand how you pussies mad now

Now me and your bitch, we havin' a ball, I'm pulling her tracks out

Now all of my records they hang on my wall, it's full of them plaques now

I was just way out in Cali

Went all the way out to fuck on a baddie

I think her name it is Sally

Put that bitch right on a list, that's a new tally

The grand finale, fuck on that bitch and I dip left her in the alley

I do not care if that bitch got a fatty

She could never get my addy

She could never get my digits

If she do that gotta limit the visits

Lil Tuufy, yeah, I'm pushin' the limits

Leave you boys stuck like you hangin' on rivets

This uzi I tote, yeah, it make you religious

You know I'm standin' on business

Your whole discography wiped by my snippets

You step on that stage and you gonna hear crickets

Loosen up the grips

My wheels they make the rubber hot

I don't fuck with you, or your friend, go 'head and dump the chop

Fuckin' on this thot, flip a coin, gon' make it heads or tails

Whoops I'm chasing tail

I know for sure I make my money-

My Money-

Loosen up the grips

My wheels they make the rubber hot

I don't fuck with you, or your friend, go 'head and dump the chop

Fuckin' on this thot, flip a coin, gon' make it heads or tails

Whoops I'm chasing tail

I know for sure I make my money well

I chose this life over the fame, bitches love to call me crazy

You don't know me, at all, no

No you don't know me baby

Chose this life over a chain

And nobody knows my name

Yeah I live my life secluded 'cause you know I make my money well