Yeah, hol' up
Fuck boy cryin' now he dead
Bitch I spend what I wanna'
I'm getting hot like sauna
I'm on some Dolce & Gabbana
Whole clique filled up wit' patnas'
Stop with the cap, nigga be yourself
None of that cap good for ya' health
Been smokin gas, nigga the top shelf
3 AR's send em' right Hell
And she love the pack, nigga love the smell
I never fucked wit' clientele
Dark place, yeah
I'm smoking dope right in the backrooms over here
Bitch we villains and vampires
We be fucking creating some crime scenes over here
And I do what I wanna'
Posted up, In the trap wit' my gunnas'
Big steppa' bitch you know I'm a stunna'
1 of 1, what I am
M.I.A, what he went
I'm with the guys reload the bins
I just hit the ATM I'm in
This that scammer life, baby this is how I live
Oh you hella' bad, okay, Imma holla' then
Pull up Harley Davidson, what we ridin' in
Pull big body foreign, is a Cullinan
And I do what I wanna'
Big bands but I hang wit' the huntas'
Take shit, cause' I hang wit' the robbas'
Big Fed, cause' you hang wit' the coppas'
Boy you big rat, cause' you act undercover
Wit' yo' big bitch, and we under the covers
Is them big 7s, bitch I'm runnin my luck up
Boy if you lucky, better not cross to me I got semis
Boy I'm wit' gang, they got them sticks wit' drums
Them shits heavy
Thats why I don't carry
All my bruddas' do the shootin when yall' misbehaving
All yall' niggas stand on fucking cap, can't een' believe yall' statements
You ain't Super Soldier wit' that tooly
I been ballin wit' my niggas hella' hard like it's the Drew League
Got yo bitch all on my dick, She sucked me off, I left Her droolin
And this the truth, I might get sued, but fuck it right
Like nigga sue me.