Okay, let me get them.Baby ain't sparing *.Everybody got to get it.Air motherfucking car.Nigga riding in his tent.They ain't heard nothing from the Carolinas in a minute.Nasty.You don't need them riders till you finish.I'll get them niggas 10, 20,000, make them spend it.I'll pull a pistol out and make you holler if you hear me.Two pretty bitches looking out the window saying,They gon' trap.He always talking about two letters.Cross tracks, he say he riding on whoever.Tall heels, Carolina blue devils.We making rain blue hunnids.New weather.I can't stand no nigga who talk that * like he gon' shoot better.Let me get them.Pull out and up it on whoever.* this hoe, she say.I get your blue weather.I'm with this bitch here.She 5'7".I got a 5'7".I up this bitch and some shots at him.I let that fire go for real.Come pour some water on me.Make me chill.Why you keep looking like that?What's the deal?You ain't give that pussy up.Ho, be for real.Ain't one of them little niggas you gotta lie to.They can't make you know back to back the way I do.Listen.I ain't into getting out and getting in my feelings.Told you not to play with my pimpin'.Nigga.Baby ain't doing no motherfucking kissing.Cut off every bitch that don't listen.Ho.Starting to think that my whip need a bathroom.Pulled up on them niggas and I * it.Brought the venom out.Did it for the Carolinas.5'7".I'm the only nigga in it.They don't know if I bought it or a nigga went to rent it.She pull a bitch.She swallow all my kisses.Can't forget her.Even when a nigga in it.Now the time getting my feelings.It be bitches over here.But something about her made me miss her.Cold little nigga in the summer need a coat.Cold little bitch.She come and hug me with her throat.Poe ass nigga.Someone ask for a poke.She come and bust it open for the baby.I'm the goat.Believe it.Let go of the trap.Now bring that * back like a rerun.I told you I was the * since the B-Gun Hondas.Matter of fact, drop by his Nissan.My pockets big like Big Pun.I got a plug out in Asia.He get it to me no matter the season.We serving bad making plays.And if you pull up, you can get you a cheap one.Saison like I'm Johnny Cage.4'5 like I'm Michael J.At a 2 like I'm Dr. Dre.He not a killer.He killed by mistake.We get it on like I'm Marvin Gaye.We catch a body, then we celebrate.Wish you would try me.That's another case.We taking shots, no chase.Boom.Checking on me like it's Instagram.My nigga popping them purses.Okay.How about the milligram?I see my cousin lose trial.He left the court with a smile like he don't even give a damn.Shooters with me like I'm cutting him.Just took my auntie another gram.No, I ain't one of them.Before the buzz, nigga, I been through the mud.And they talking monster jam.Working so hard, no days off.I'm in the streets for real.Used to trap at the days end.I know this * gonna pay off.Boss like Rick Ross.I used to trap off a net 10.Brand new Glock.Best friend.I'm shooting * for real.This * cave your chest in.Kyrie Irving laughing.They saying.Boom.Boom.Boom.Boom.Boom.Boom.Boom.Boom.I can't stand the rain.