When we slide thru you know we come correct, bad bitch she wit me ina coupe tryna gimme neck , get da check out dat bitch pockets came to collect , keep yo mouth shut around them bitches they gone run it back , 50 on me shoot out 42 a peel a nigga cap, ain't gotta tell her bring it in she leave it right up on ma lap , im out the way but let a nigga play I'm comin full attack , shells droppin hot shit onda flo u heard the 40 clap, we got what you need from good bows to cheap bricks, I drop a dub in her account it's gone be ready by the 5th, i stay on tip I know theseniggas hatin so I keep dis stick, I sick the bitch to reel that nigga in and break em for his wrist , real shit im high asf I think im finna pour it up, wock got me movin slow but know I got this 40'tucked, ma denim tears don't match the chrome heart but ion give a fuck , can up like 50gs up on that nigga get yo paper up ,

we gone get them bags gone, creepin thru we in yo shit just like it's home alone, don't talk about them skits or bout them *beep* when you call ma phone , it cost to even be up in ma presence or I send her home , ma Souljas rockin den im rollin ima set the tone , I got some real killas I just gotta throw ma dawg a bone , u don't need no vest u play w us we aimin for da dome, I been the realest nigga from the jump this shit set in stone

Everytime I say I came equipped yk I got the stick , gone get it rockin even broad day if they the opposite, im rockin with them semi cus I know my brother got the switch , dat bitch ain't makin money trap weak and think she poppin shit, a lot Niggas claim they gettin money but can't show no bandz , baby drake gone choppa nigga down betta show yo hands , if the bitch ain't fwm then I pass her to mans, i be tryna listen to yall music but u niggas can , 27 with 22 gone drop em hit em in his head , all head taps we don't shoot no legs , trippin for ma niggas doin time free em out the feds, he call ma phone trippen bout the bitch I put his ass to bed, nigga all ma niggas up bands up on daily , comin like the navy shootin fullys make em hit the pavement, bitch chose to fuck wit me I got the routes but ain't no datin , keep it close I pray the lord keep me surround when I make it,

we gone get them bags gone, creepin thru we in yo shit just like it's home alone, don't talk about them skits or bout them *beep* when you call ma phone , it cost to even be up in ma presence or I send her home , ma Souljas rockin den im rollin ima set the tone , I got some real killas I just gotta throw ma dawg a bone , u don't need no vest u play w us we aimin for da dome, I been the realest nigga from the jump this shit set in stone