You know if you try to get live in here, what gon' happen?Nigga, know if you try to get live in here, you gon' end up dying in hereSRT on the back of the Glock, it look like them bitches just flying in hereShowed her my picture, she say we ain't dead in there, man, this hoe just lying in hereTold her to tell her nigga to keep it at home or she gon' be crying for himBefore we rob, my mama already itching like we done spent too much time in hereIt's so many damn vibes in here, I ain't worry about a nigga get fired in hereTake her to the room, we get by herself, I see she trying to get wild in hereChop away, say you got the Glock 19, that 4 to 9 in hereHow we take your * and you still talking like, nigga, I'm up on youStill remember the look up on your face when we hot-dot upped on youI don't give no fucks who you came in with if you knew I'ma clutch on youI be so much stuff and dig in the bad-ass bitch who a buck on youSwear that rap ain't turn me up, I been had a name up in my cityI can tell she graduated, she give me brain, she give me fittedChris back there in my Glock, I'm riding around with dirt and whiskeyGet a bitch like Sexy Red, one pound town, I come in blitzedPop a urchin, * her back to back to back, I'm trying to kill itI can see it in her face, I ain't gotta ask her, do she feel it?Yo, ask me can I nut up on her face * if you with itWhen you get that kind of treatment, that when you know that you the ticketMan, I think I need a IV, I'm the motherfuckin' sickestAnd they yamming me and my nigga on the strip, yeah, we the richestAin't none but bad bitches, walkin' up, they poppin' tittiesI can die today, a hoe walked up on me and grabbed my dickNigga know if he try to get live in here, he gon' end up dyin' in hereSRT on the back of the Glock, he look like them bitches that flyin' in himShowed her my picture, she say we ain't dead in there, man, this hoe just lyin' in himTold her to tell her nigga to keep it at home or she gon' be cryin' for himBefore we rob him, I'm already itchin' like we done spent too much time in hereThere's so many damn vibes in here, I ain't worry about a nigga get fired in hereTake her to the room, we get by herself, I see she tryin' to get wild in hereShop away, say he got the Glock 19, that four with the nine in hereYou gon' never catch me doin' no show without that in the clubIf I get on that, then he serious, I'm tryin' to rock somethin' in the rugThis ain't no regular Glock right here, this bitch a light switch, not a bugLittle hoe gon' pull her out the dick without no license, but that * goodHow you thought I wasn't gon' be big? * you mean, nigga, I'm Gal's sonYour nigga hit that counter the day I remarked, nigga, you can't bail nothin'Wall told me life bigger than the street, he just had a jail runYou hustlin', better keep some cash put up for a bail bunWe just gotta add it, we need a whip, hit up the kill, boyWe don't really call on that down here, but they do steal carsYou ain't gotta worry about nothin' else, ran more solid than steel barsTook a couple months off with this *, somehow I'm still lostYou know if you try to get live in here, you gon' end up dyin' in hereSRT on the back of the Glock, he look like them bitches just flyin' in himShowed her my picture, she say we ain't dead in that, man, this hoe just lyin' in himTold her to tell her nigga to keep it at home or she gon' be cryin' for himBefore we ride, my mama already itchin' like we done spent too much time in hereIt's so many damn vibes in here, I ain't worry about a nigga get fired in hereTake her to the room, we get by herself, I see she tryin' to get wild in hereDrop away, say he got the Glock 19, that four with the nine in hereLet me in and權 her