Got about 6 grams in da truck
12 hoes down to fuck
40 oz got me doubled up
While I'm coppin' me an eighth, blunt to the face
Dancing wit the devil on a dinner date
Eating off a bigger plate you motherfuckers featherweight
You better tell 'em world collide is on they way
2 3 4s getting blast away getting bread today
Staying in the cut making money when I hit the hay
Hollywood forever till' I meet them fuckin gates
It's really really how I be, It'z jus another fuckin' day to me
These bitches wanna fuck I tell 'em another day
Fuck that bitch I'm in this shit jus to get paid
I'm not into being minute made, i wanna get up myself make my own fuckin' way
Fucking wit konniving hoes, like Swift Mcvay
Alter ego Hollywood shit, I don't like how you gave yourself a name man fuck that bitch
This how wicked shit get
I'm walking around with this shotgun and this bitch bigger than me
You fuck wit me I dap you up, then you ride with me
You talk shit, i curb stomp you out leave you no teeth