Yeah, yeah, I'm showin' love on that T-shirt, gangsta *
But I still got that hot * in the coming door, yeah
I want what I want, nigga, you gotta pay me, man, gangsta *
Yeah, can't name how many shots I sent out my black Supreme Forces
I was brought up on some gangsta *, nigga, play, get it started
You can hate this *, damn, so can't take this *
Y'all try slow, *, traffic jam, you can't make this *
Yeah, I'm a hot as hell, time to climb it, 300 degrees
Yeah, you can't tell me, I'm in the field, better tie up the keys
On the hood, former, see R.A. song, they got what you need
I ain't come to play, it's game time, big it on your knees
Fightin' though, I ain't slowin' down, uh, I'm top of the town
I'm too trapped, I don't give a *, just might as well play out of bounds
State to state, all in use, I love it, feel like Bobby Brown
We got fillers on top of, fillers on top of, we got toppers on top of
Top of, you and my boss
All he had, y'all, he wouldn't have made it to the dollar
Yeah, well, we go, we swingin', trap, trap, still preppin'
Hustle all I know, I heard the car, I need all the profit
Auntie said, you got this bitch thing, nephew, let me get a million
Hustle all I know, you probably seen me post up at the store
I was swingin' lows, way back then, I said, Zadig, boy
I'm a youngin' nigga, pull up to the truck, cash out on low
And I'm not a homie, me, I pull up, cash out on my door
Can't hang, I'm in the socks, I said, I'm out
My back's a princess, I was brought up, most of the games is *
Nigga, play, get a story, you can hate this *
Damn, so can't take a *
Y'all try slow, *, check a gym, you can't make a *
They say I'm a hot as hell, time to climb it, 300 degrees
You can't kill me, I'm in the field, better tie up your cleats
I'm the live form, it's the R.A. song, they got what you need
I ain't come to play, it's game time, bitch, get on your knees
Get on your knees, bitch, yeah, get out the door
Kick rock
Get on your knees, bitch, yeah, get out the door