Go, go, go, hot niggasBOOM!All of themThey have the more than oneChopped up and not slopped downThey have the more than oneAll of them ladies from the trucksNot even positive changesCame from the back of the roadsI see the hate on their faceLook at the move that I makeLook at the movesI want the strength and the playI want the strength and the playThese niggas ain't good but they playLook at the chances I takeI call the shots that I makeI want the movement and the playFrom the ladies from the trucksLook at the movement I makeNothing's the positive changeLook at the move that I makeIn my pocket, my pocket, my ropesLook at the chances I takeI see the hate on their faceThey hate on the move that I makeI got my chain on me right nowI got the thang on me right nowI got ice on me like winter pigBeach yellow rocks like lemon headsNow look at the move that I makeNow look at the coupe as I skateI'm sorry lil' mama, I was bored todaySo we cannot call this a dateI be in felony states and hell in a cakeI split whatever I make, I have it my wayDon't you get carried awayCause you can get carried awayI carry a K, this is your burial dayCross me, I dare you to playI tear up your face, flip you an aerial sprayMy lawyer gon' tear up the caseI'm rockin' my chains wherever I goThis murder she wrote, if I let this thing blowI cut that bitch off, cause she was a hoeThe piggy so cold, it's zero belowI put y'all rappers on, but y'all rather slavesI pop my collars like the fundsBecause I'm livin' happy daysFor chicken, I run up the scoreI just made half a million off my tourIt's an umbrella, and umbrellas come out my doorsI ain't got time for none of you whoresI'm at Bell Station, I run thatTwenty-five million sold, I've done thatI got blue hands, dollar in all of my pocketsSo how you gon' call this a cum horse?Look at the move that I makeLook at the movesI'm stuck in the, stuck in the playI want the steak and the plateThese niggas ain't real, but they fightLook at the chances I takeI call the shots that I makeI won't get creamed if I'm based on the, based on the trapsLook at the move that I makeNow it's the positive spaceLook at the move that I makeIn the back of the, back of the raceLook at the chance that I takeYou see the hate on their faceThey hate on the move that I makeLook at the, look at the moves that I makeLook at the chances and reach that I takeFish tryna catch me, I don't bite the baitEmbracing the low cause I hate all the hateFact they had no patience, I always had swaggerThe pain cut me deep, I got scars from the daggerUsed to want money, now money don't matterTea costs a quarter, can't feed in the chowderGlock 33, got it on meI ride with these bitches like my homieAnd my niggas *** my niggas, *** the policeGot a position, I'm positioningRunnin' the bank, only depositA cool 50 racks in my pocketDon't ask if I'm scrapped cause you know that I got itI'll blow your ass up, just do rockets, do rocketsI got my chain on me right nowI got my chain on me right nowI got my chain on me right nowI got my chain on me right now