We moving to Hollywood after this one, y'allYeah, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, yeahAin't no hard feelings, my niggaI need a back to the ceiling, my niggaYou pissin', you sad, you feelin', my niggaI get to the racks and I'm pillin', my niggaI'm pillin', my nigga, I'm goneBad bitch, she singin' my songI'm two-turned, tell my nigga, I'm goneI'm green like gang, run up, get lostYeah, my nigga's in a cage, free up my dogsFree up my dogsShe all up on the nigga, had to tell her, go longMiss my nigga, I ain't seen so longCan't say too much, 20-minute phone call20-minute phone call, my niggaDon't waste my time, I need 100 figuresTubbs in the car, he gon' up on the niggaReal out on the glitz, he ain't missin' a niggaYo, bitch, run a nigga, I'm famin'Cause he stacks on these things on the playlistYeah, she on a nigga that's A-listRemember days I was shoppin' at PaylessNow what it is, catch me out with a stainlessIf he play, then he get in a faceliftI ain't worried about niggas that say shhCause this bitch, she me up like a sandwichHoney, man, we be gettin' to thatCardi, Cabo, real nigga, no capLove my niggas, but gang on the mapWe dissin' my niggas, ain't no comin' back, that's badWatchin' on bitch, I be watchin' my bag, bagListen, but they always backtrackI be winnin', he pissin', he sad, sadThey know how I feel, it's my niggaI need a back to the ceiling, my niggaYou pissin', you sad, he in feelings, my niggaI get to the racks and I'm peelin', my niggaI'm peelin', my nigga, I'm goneBad bitch, she singin' my songI'm two-turned to her, my nigga, I'm goneI'm green like gang, run up, get lockedThem my niggas in the cage, free up my dogsFree up my dogsShe all up on the nigga, had to tell her, go longMiss my nigga, I ain't seen so longCan't say too much, 20-minute phone callCan't talk to my nigga, he up on the jail cageIt ain't * to put opps on the front pageSaid no game, we turn up on your one wayAlways knew I would make it here one dayI been up in the struggle for so longNow the baddies be singin' a mind songNow the money I got gettin' real longMiss my brother and her, cause he still goneYeah, her, cause he up in them cagesKnow the pain that I was ridin' on pagesI was out tryna find me a way inSay you love me, then tell me you stayin'Lost a lot, I ain't playin'He gon' meet the paymentBoy, these clips start sprayin'I leave him when he stayin'My niggas two-turn gang, gangDemon Tom, all my guys on the same thingHe run up and we left, we stayin'Lettin' his face hangStoppin' money, you know I don't payAin't no hard feelings, my niggaI need a back to the ceiling, my niggaYou pissin', you sad, he ain't feelin', my niggaI get to the racks and I'm pillin', my niggaI'm pillin', my nigga, I'm goneBad bitch, she singin' my songI'm two-turn, tell my nigga, I'm goneI'm green like gang, run up, get lostTen my niggas in the cage, three of my dogsThree of my dogs, she all up on the niggaHad to tell her, go aroundMiss my nigga, I ain't seen so longCan't say too much, 20-minute phone callCan't say too much, 20-minute phone callCan't say too much, 20-minute phone call