I ain't gotta let this bitch off, bitch, I put this hoe down
And nigga, we punchin' it out
Y'all niggas talkin' so reckless outside of your motherfuckin' neck
Doin' * for some clout
Little boy, you buggin', you in and that thuggin'
So guess what, lil' nigga, I'm loggin' you out
Ain't gotta do all that backin' for *, lil' nigga
You know I pull up to her house
I won't pop out my stick, bitch, I pop out my bitch
And I'll beat your ass up when she beat up your spouse
I don't know what they thinkin', we left there leakin'
My nigga, now they quiet just like a mouse
I ain't heard of people, they thought it was sweet
Yeah, I bet they ain't rethinking now
So before you *** me, nigga, or send me a tweet
Boy, you better go watch in the mouth, yeah
Ayy, shut up, that y'all gotta cuddle
We all ride with sticks, it's your auntie, your uncle
Your father, your mother, your sister, your brother
If I send a blitz, try to run off on me
Your B.M.'s gon' get hit, I'm lookin' like money
I smell like a brick, you can come out
Come get it now, it's like 15 a zip
And I'm with it in traffic, I'm takin' a red
Need a zip, hit my hip, but you better be ready
Hit your ass with that whop if you play with my 50
Might hit your B.M. on camera, cause I'm petty
Go, go
If we talkin' bout money, I get to a bag
Got niggas be hatin', I'm gettin' this cash
Stealin' the track, pushin' the pack
25-8, we ain't takin' no naps
Runnin' it up like a boy runnin' numbers
Pockets on clumps, still slow in the summer
Fish stay swimmin' in the water like phelps
I'm a fool in the kitchen with the right or the left
Niggas know me, big OG
That same young nigga off of Louis Street
40 on my hip in case a nigga try to trip
Like Denzel said, I'm surgical with a stick
Ain't nobody trippin', everybody here eatin'
We F's all the niggas with the snake and in the sneakin'
Chessin' gang, bitch, loyalty of everything
And we all really family, so you better maintain
Really anything, get your hip with some chain
Save your ass once, so you better stay in your lane
Talkin' that *, when you hit the bricks
See if your bite match your butt, lil' bitch
Who in the city really fuckin' with the jet?
* your team, nigga, we got next
I told y'all, niggas, y'all better catch the rain
We surfin' on your niggas and we puttin' in your
Place, bitch