I got the keys to the streets, keys to the trenches
Nigga, I knew how to adapt, I bought me some weed and a gun when I first hopped in
These niggas don't know how to run the streets for real, cause they just hopped in
Dump my young nigga, couple dollars, he up throwing his skipper, they find his devil
Father K poking out my britches, that blue cheese got my pocket itch
These shows got my pockets, I'ma put a dress for short money on this bitch
Nigga, this * got different, my motion bigger, so the hole's thicker
Nigga, this * got different, my pocket larger, so the whip's thicker
My nigga messed out in the counter, I'ma bro-killer
Ran it up on turkey bags, you see me with him, know I hit him
Boy, you got that *, I'll tell the girl, you know I go and get him
I'ma IK my for Instagram, I told my shawty nigga
My Florida boy gon' come through, shake the block, he wanna pick a fight
You can take me anywhere around the world, you know I'ma sell a shot
You ain't got no business in my business
Yeah
You got a car, you got a truck, we went fat on fat
You ain't a lot of fucks, say no, you is not a fox
Deep up in this water, bitch, it's fat boy, you know I'ma shawty
I throw back these pills, keep that iron, feel like Tony Stark
Get you some school buses or a verse, fat boy havin' balls
Uh, four, five, six, what, dice ready?
Everybody in the hood, I'm like a jeweler serving ice heads
I'm comin' off the hill, I ain't a tight nigga, up the pipe, back
Flyin' on back the block, hope you can fight that
I'm on the hole, I'm in the trap of the treasure
I'm on the hole, I'm in the trap of the treasure
I'm on that lake tryin' to set up shop
I'm on the drop town to take a picture
I put all the J's out
You don't even know how to work the kitchen while you in it, nigga
Get out the house
Bad jack on my phone like what you got going
The labels wanna talk it out
Huh, I don't know about you, but I'ma take that risk when there's M's involved
Every time I pop it, the racks be on me
When I get in my hole, I'm in Lenox
I got five thousand and three switches in the mall
My hoes be sendin' pictures, I be sayin' y'all gave it
And I love y'all all
I'm on the M with a 30 ball
The England bitches ate my ball
Girl, you fuckin' with a trap, nigga, so put this in your bra
Bitch, you fuckin' with a roll, nigga, so I'ma * you wrong
Nigga, that ain't no gumbo that you smokin'
I ain't never heard you call me
Nigga, that ain't no Pluto that you smokin'
That ain't what you call it
I was in the block with a whole lot of shots
My young nigga ready to kill somebody
You can't even lie like you no trap
But I ain't heard about it
Nigga shot me, shot his ass back
I know you heard about it
You ain't got no money, nigga
I done ran my child's room
I been goin' to Cali five years
I got the same thing
I'm pullin' for a walk, I'm high
*, I'm on the same club
You know I'm never trippin'
Buy no hoes, we fours
What the sign, girl?
4 a.m., you know I ain't got no business
At the Boobitrope
Fly to 10 and bitches
I'm gettin' ate up while I'm in the air
I didn't understand
A hundred can't work
I got this *, I'm sellin' bad
I know you niggas broke my pockets
And I'm feelin' fat
I know you niggas broke my pockets
I know you niggas broke my pockets