Real smoke, under candy, man, you smell me round the corner
Still takin' risks, hit the slide, see how many you get
No one's gon' get lower, all depends how many you gon' get
Number dollars, * up in my pocket, lickin' like a lick
Cut through shittin' on them, no promotion, this * too legit
All these bitches fuckin' off the name, they don't count long as you lick
You a dirtbag, you fuckin' fussin' money, how you the *?
Why I come from flexin' with your partner, money make you the *?
In the streets, this * a bloodbath, we root for dead bodies
If you catch me with a hood, bitch, they know I had sloppy
Doin' hood *, still out the store to see if I still got it
Bitch, I'm locked in with a ton of man, still get him for the loss
Man, I know this drink ain't good for me, but * it, still pour it
Real chop *, they know my name now, cause we them boys, we the ones
Everybody stuck, don't wanna call the police
Why they talkin' down, we goin' up, we the ones makin' noise
Still shittin' on them, hustle all I know, I hurt the curb
Man, this * for real, we wake up early morning, sellin' birds
My little niggas say he shoot *, can't help but hold the trigger
Gave them all a head, a zip, a piece, they don't see * but murder
In the streets, we play for kicks, for real, don't know what you done heard
Murder where she wrote, you play with me, leave your face on the curb
Ready to walk * down, let's get it, know we the talk of the town, let's sit it
Niggas that talk, die, I come back around, I only hang with the face
Real smoke, under candy, man, you smell me right
Still takin' risks, hit the slide, see how many you get
No one's gon' get lower, all depends how many you gon' get
No more dog * up in my pocket, lickin' like a lick
Come and try me, no promotion, this * too legit
All these bitches fuckin' all the night, no countin' long cause you lit
You a dirtbag, you fuckin' fussin' money, how you the *
Why I come from flexin' with your partner, money make you the *
Why I come from flexin' with your partner, money make you the *