Lil bitch, I'm off the X
Got this choppa on me, run up on me, aim it at your neck
Never stoppin' homie, gotta get that bag, gotta get that check
Money on your head , I'ma get that check
I've been off them meds
Track Hawk in a wreck, switch it up to the vette
So high off the X
Bitch I'm, So high, hope I don't die
Spinnin on his block with a full clip
Ridin' around with this semi-auto on my hip
He gon' get sniped, he gon' get clipped
Got this tech on me, I'ma let this bitch rip
Flyin' in the coupe, might crash, bitch, I need that bag
These hoes make me mad, I see red might spaz
You broke, come in last, I'ma speed off in that Jag
I'ma speed off in that Jag
I'm never comin' in last
I leave that bitch in the past
I gotta get to the racks, I gotta get to the racks
Bitch, I gotta get to the racks
Totin' a hammer, I loaded the mag
Walk in the bank and deposit the cash
Money so big, yeah, bigger than Shaq, It's just bigger than Shaq
Glock 19, ARP, bitch, I don't lack
I got diamonds, I got VVs, bitch, his shit trash
I'm higher than the ceiling, bitch, this shit gas
Talkin' that shit, I unloaded the mag, we get on his ass
Run up that money, I got in my bag, he sit on his ass
He sit on his ass, he don't do nothin
Got on his ass like, why is you runnin'?
Choppa gon' blast, you done man
You getting jugged, you a dummy
I just be thumbin' through hundreds
That boy broke he a bum, man
Empty the clip, got him like damn
A.R.P. Bullets gon' flip that van
A.R.P. Bullets gon' flip that bus
Ridin' around in that AMG truck
That bitch a hoe, like what the fuck
7.6.2. big bullet, can't duck