Wasted jeans, man Ain't my niece *** crazy I'm in Miami with Gucci Roll, red look like flavor This murder *** ain't none of me Waking *** on the daily Lil' bitch say she ain't heard of me Told the lil' bitch she gave it Still trappin' up off my flip Wish I could go trap off my pay cheque I say these n***as hang I ain't losing sleep about it, dough Members creep like TLC Two to three shells out the Jeep No one gon' take care of me The way that I take care of me Get booked in for security Your bodyguard ain't scaring me Put your friend in therapy You know I did, he barely live Asking me take care of it I squash it if I pay the bill I don't play detective Game they play, no, I don't play with them I don't free-pick n****s when I be For sure no favoritism Lil' boy still need training With these army guns, not baby pistol All these foes and babies in my house I'm like a babysitter Gucci, Manic, Shysta, twins We bait a man, then play the n***a Machine gun, French twin, F and N Stand on ten, I raised a n***a Shoot him first, then did the verse My bank account go crazy, n***a Police keep on tasing n****s One shot, kill a master, n***a Shysta, that's my dirt, no wind, skat Ain't no way I'm trading, n***a No shade, I'm too rich to fade He ran up, so I blaze the n***a My n***a, she crazy I'm in Miami with Gucci, Rolls-Royce Look like flavor This murder *** ain't none of me Waking *** on the daily Lil' bitch say she ain't heard of me Told the lil' bitch she gave it Still trapping up on my flip Wish I could go trap on my pager Sent your mama to snitch on me Mind these n****s some bitches Making posts in the threshin' *** Where I'm from, I ain't a snitchin' Might jump out on your block with the sendman And get the ticket Race to you with the chopper Stand over you till you finish My n****s icky So many choppers in one car Might look this *** ridiculous We drove fourteen hours from Miffin' With dope and some glitz We keep stepping and keep on spinning We constantly be sending Top of the guy running, this *** crazy I'm in Miami with Gucci, Rolls-Royce Look like flavor This murder *** ain't none of me Waking *** on the daily Lil' bitch say she ain't heard of me Told the lil' bitch she gave it Still trapping up on my flip Wish I could go trap on my pager