I'm just tired of all these niggas talking about * that they don't knowNothing about drugs, you don't know nothing about that jewelry, that * is cap* too crazy out here, man, the streets * up, man, niggas telling, manCan't believe these niggas, man, no capI cannot believe these niggas are these hoes no moreThey talking about diamonds around they neck, but they ain't froze no moreThey talking VVs and they set that they can't show no moreThey talking about drugs that they don't get, can't push no lowerWe know that you was snitching, then you told some moreYou told them crackers everything and you ain't get no paroleYou talking gangster on the neck, we know you really oldDon't front our moves on telephones, we get our man and we knowThese niggas always blowing smoke, told them that cancer gon' comeThey always screaming on their neck, throwing a tantrum or somethingI ride with rubber band and check these niggas bumping they thumpI put a band on one of y'all's heads and watch you * niggas runYou let them tell it, I don't careThey gon' yell it like you always been bummedBut I put ice up on my chest, feel like it's dicks on my lungsBoy, I am gone, but watch your tone before I put dick on your momI banged a two, so I did two-tone on all of my chumsIf you ain't got all of the money, why you calling my phone?If you ain't talking about no head, you shouldn't head to my homeI'm hanging up, these niggas talking way too much on my phoneA hundred K just came my way right when you left me aloneI cannot believe these niggas are these hoes no moreThey talking about diamonds around they neck, but they ain't froze no moreThey talking VVs and they set that they can't show no moreThey talking about drugs that they don't get, can't push no loadWe, we know that you was snitching, then you told some moreYou told them crackers everything, then you ain't get no paroleYou talking gangsta on the neck, we know you really lowDon't front our moves on telephones, we get our man and we knowBeen out front your move, you ain't gon' stand on what you sayingWe talking about paper in my circle, if you broke me, you be playingI go to 20 in this track, the police catch me, I be deadI put my pieces to my puzzle, I won't never see no kinYeah, see my nigga a fuckin' blizzard, so I keep that sniffin' westernMy cousin, I don't care, I don't careBrought them quarter bricks and a bag of soda, got to stretch itWhen you in this *, you been out, let no nigga take you outThese niggas, they be turnin' bitch and ridin', dick, that's just cloutAyy, ayy, the judge said my partner, he a flight richSo they ain't grant his bill, but we got lawyer money fightin' thisWipe it, get some ice pick, carry solid isolateI can't push it past a nigga, cap is all I seen sinceI cannot believe these niggas are these hoes no moreThey talking about diamonds around they neck, but they ain't froze no moreThey talking VVs and they set that they can't show no moreThey talking about drugs that they don't get, can't push no loadWe, we know that you was snitchin', then you told some moreYou told them crackers, everything, and you ain't get no paroleYou talking gangsta on the neck, we know you really oldDon't front our fools on telephones, we get our man and we goneWe don't lie, bruh, we ain't even prayin' no moreWe don't lie, bruh, we ain't even prayin' no more