Drip droppin' off the chicks, I got a bitch that's off the lush, she bust a trick
Soft to love, I build a strong pillow with mugs and do a ***
Cop a hundred on a stick, caught a drizzle, get you flipped
I swipe really dazzle ***, swipe really dazzle ***
I can't change none of my drillers cause I'm hard as crack
When niggas wasn't sloppin' for Greg, we made him shake his spot
I rock, *** all that talk and I ain't too tight to pop
Grabbed two for killin' traitors for the trigger chop
That's my soul, I'm a demon that still say his prayers
Say your love when I need it to, you wasn't there
If you had me, would you cross me? That's my truth of death
I kept a knife in L.A. bound, y'all had to stay prepared
I get hated on by the bros, I don't even be the opposite
Just got a drop from my eye, from my other eye
Lately she been showin' she got me, she deserve a shot
By how my life's set up, I probably keep a number block
I ain't playin' private, it tears me bad with politickin'
Puttin' on for my projects, had to ride original
Either he told or he didn't, it ain't no polystitchin'
I'm a dog, you play with Cho, I had lil' papa
Mhmm, oh, oh, oh
Lately I've been on some gutter ***
Wanna love my bitch, but I'm so stoned
Can't even trust a bitch, I'm trapped here with them black men
See the suckas, we gon' bust a bitch
Mhmm, oh, oh
See the suckas, we gon' bust a bitch
Cholo, I got you
In the music
Lately I've been on some gutter ***
We gon' come like Nissy Hussle and Roddy Ricch
Got the whole team noddin' on some Bobby ***
Got the whole bitch on some Whitney Bobby ***
And if you know me, I'm never on no lolly ***
I'm takin' slow sips soon as the Jolly mix
And you don't know how it feel on that homie list
On the run and they kickin' in yo' mommy ***
Hidin' in the Jacks in the back with that Oddy kick
Wouldn't wanna be the one hit when that Tommy spit
We in the night with a molly kiss
All we get here, cause I know her and my pot in the casket
Pyrex and grannies, it was certain when the grams drop
Same as that track called, soon as yo' mans drop
Them cold bodies known to get a man hot
J's, Master Poo, Shiesty, smokin' like the Jamrock
An infant like Hancock, that 20-stock handbuck
Bundle on our hand, bruh, shoeboxes banded up
Designer like Panda, ain't lookin' for a handout
But it hurt when I found out
Other niggas would've ran out, but I'm here with my hand out
Silencer knocked the sound out, that love went down south
That soft went bounce, bounce, them boys tried to bounce out
That Hellcat sound loud, it hurt goin' through trials
I wasn't seein' no smiles
It ain't not a prayer to make it back to my mama's house
Breakin' bread with strangers, but we real close partners now
You actin' like a stranger, you is not who I'm lovin' now
Actin' like a goofy bitch, I see what is goin' on
It's forever 5C, G, I be holdin' up
Who holdin' back on me when I'm all alone?
We gon' double back and slide on em'
Lil' Weezy, I'ma have to put that fire on em'
500 degrees, I'm puttin' slime on em'
I bet he even go to sleep with one eye open
And I'd rather make progress, *** havin' motions
Nonsense is cut on the plate
At 10 years old, I cut eyeballs
You don't finish who you started with
We started kicks, real grade-A
Two shooters on the moped
Young guys to the dope head
Dirt bikes or gold pens
On the run, we grow dreads
Ooh, ah
You see them suckas, we gon' bust a bitch
You see them suckas, we gon' bust that ***
Nigga, holla at that, holla at that, holla at that
Holla at that, holla at that, holla at that