Now get on in like the wrist, I got me a chick, we can do it, my n***a Bro standing on that plate, I got him to influence my n***a Take that n***a head up, that my killer Me and her don't play at all, nah, that my n***a *** her, let me call, I ain't, I don't call Don't touch me, don't, bitch, I don't growl Yeah, come track loud through these phones, bruh, n***a, I'm kickin' them doors I don't want that hit, get it gone, get it gone Yeah, now, one, two, three, four, band, I'm movin' in, pull the kick, though Four, five, and my pants on the front row, ***, n***a, move wrong, end up gone Now I only hit one, then I gotta go, tryna leave with everything that I paid for N***a tryna get fine, get banged, bro, make that 40 go bow, straight to his dome, yeah Ain't take these bitches all over, cross the world with me She just wanna perc that P-R-E-C, I'ma give her a three I'ma take her ass down, I ain't toss McDonald's, I ain't pay no fee Want it for the go-downs, shoot a whole hundred rounds if a n***a want beef Yeah, shoot that blicky, yeah, take one low You hear that, that, that ice inside my styrofoam Broke-ass n***a thinkin' I'm too hot, gon' get his mind blown Slime, slime, kickin' his *** in Gucci, covered in rhinestones Knock it on him like the wrist, I got me a check, we can do it, my n***a Bro, standin' on that plate, I got him to influence my name Take that n***a head off, that my killer Me and her don't play at all, nah, that my name Poppin' on caps, get it jumpin' like Tigger Real theta-8, ain't nothin' else bigger Beat a n***a ass, probably mad I ain't kill him I'm a real gang, baby, I don't *** with these n****s Came from the back, I was in Paris prison Same way I rap, n***a caught up, send it with stamps like iPhones I'm talkin' to Al, but it look like a n***a had Biddy He don't wanna be in this real blood business Ten and Lieutenant got shooters on call If that lit boy take a stand, he gon' fall Plan, I shoot to the zip, they on y'all Blowin' and smokin', it's comin' out loud Before I got five, but collectin' me four Hollows gon' ride like they tell you no shaw Do that barbeque, then hop on the road Knock it on in like the real side Got me a check, we can do it, my n***a Bro, standin' on that plate, I got him to influence my name Take that n***a head off, that my killer Me and her don't play at all, nah, that my name *** tellin' me call, I ain't, I don't call Don't touch me, don't, bitch, I don't growl Yeah, come check it out through these phones I want that hit, hit it, gone