I beat down the block with my Glock and my squad
Say, bitch, how you want it? Soft or the hard?
Say, that boy hustle game, all for the charge
They say I done changed since I called me a charge
I hustle hard, cuties and splits
Halves and hoes, sevens and zips
Take your * to your door like you ordering gifts
Keep me a poll case, you try something sick
Don't give a damn, give a * about a bitch
Ran a 10-band, there's only two somethings
Bitch got caught giving head in the van by a man
But he a pussy, he don't do nothing
Reaching this corner, you gon' lose something
Poppin' nigga had an ambulance, a news coming
Cause a pussy nigga thought he had to prove something
Then a nigga pulling off like a fool running
Back to that bread, I get that money
Bitch, I start stacking
28 for this piece, so bitch, for these zips
You know I'm taxing
All that profit I got, what you do?
Put that * under my mattress
That * that we having, you ain't got a fraction
Little niggas stop capping
Trap nigga, work
Ball hard, dirt
You reach, I teach
Your face, shirt
New wave, surf
Sir J's
First, getting money
Ghost, we throw bullets like no
Bitch, I'm balling hard like I'm Hardaway
Serving niggas, Jordan made a way
These niggas faking, they in the way
Boy, I'm catching flights, tryna make them play
Just give me three days and it's on the way
All out in Cali and Hollywood
Fuckin' on * that you wish you could
Don't * with no *, no backwoods
I * with the rest, all that Cali good
June, Brady, Mr. Corbin, 10
If you ain't taking risks, how you expect to win?
Still flippin' these backhounds back in
I cry like I'm a broke nigga
Eat like I'm a starving fish
Still bleedin' these watch, I got a mouth to feed
I'm still bleedin' these watch, I got a mouth to feed
I got that life of snow, and she stay on gold
When she hit that blood, she gon' get that dough
I made 50 bands in a third of a month
I ain't a nigga in the city, do it like I done
Roll set, jet, talk your *
Laid it down six months, came back, I'm lit
If your niggas didn't know, Jess and Kang in this bitch
I keep a 40 on my hip, if you take up my lick
Trap nigga, work
Ball hard, dirt
You reach, I teach
Your face, shirt
New wave, surf
Sir J's, first
Gettin' money, curse
We throw bullets like Nerf