[Intro: DUSTY LOCANE]
Now a nigga really starting to understand what's goin' on
It was all in front of me
I just had to go get it
Look
Look
Rrrrr

[Verse1: DUSTY LOCANE]
Said I'ma make bail tonight. hah
I'ma cause hell, I might, hah
Roll through the city, bad little bitty, she gave me head on sight
And I got a safer route
I'm tryna make it out
Won't do that shit for clout
Come get with me, come get with me
I'm from the Flossy
I'm with them killer niggas, come and talk to me
You could try to walk with me
But you can't step in my shoes
I'ma clear the room, I'ma go boom
I got the anger, pain
I still sip champagne
Thirty shots (Gllllt boaw)
Clear out the whole damn spot
I got a whole lot to lose, but I got a whole lot of shots
Patek be rollin' and controllin' doin' what I do
Breakin' rules, might make the news
Stupid nigga playin', you a fool
And I'll show you what I'm in for
Why the fuck you say a nigga changed up
You was tryna get your name up
I was here chasing paper
Sorry hater, see you later, turn to vapor
Alexander McQueen
That's what I rock on my feet
But I could throw on that Dior
Give me more than he needs

[ Verse 2: Lil Prada Clip]
Look
Im with the woos and you know we commin
Pull out the blicky you know they be dumpin
Kick down the door you know its war
I catch a body you know that aint nothin
my drum kick like tekken
Big 38 for the weapon
If a opp nigga talk tough on the net
Bet you get hit in the neck with a tech
Reppin the sets
Im makin swag
Jewelry so water im holdin my breathe
I get girl by the 2, woo
And my jordan is true blue
I dont think amma choose you
So i hopped in the new coup
Know im never lackin always pistol packin
I be here with ma dawgs woo
Please dont come if you not the group
All the homies they ready to shoot
Do ma dance
Big 38 in my pants

[Pre chorus: DUSTY LOCANE]
deceased
Mike Amiri for the jeans
Bitch you know I keep a pole
I do this for all my rolandos on the road
Know they stay ten toes, won't fold

[Outro]
Glllt boaw boaw boaw boaw