Uh, uh, uh
Southside on the track
Mello made it right
Uh
New drip
I just spent some Gs on my attire
These racks just keep on growing
But my jeans gettin' tighter, uh
I went overseas with the swiper
Bad bitch
You know I've never seen nothin' like her
Uh
I bought Glocks with beams for my snipers
Any sudden movement
Make it sing like the choir
R.I.P., that chrome sprayin', got Lindsey Lohan
I need some more bands
Bitch, I'm a grown man, uh
If you gon' tweet it
Ain't no need
To tell me how you feel
My whole city catching Bs
I'm from the 'Raq for real
Broski turn into a demon
When he off them pills
Ride till I die
I hope that Jesus come and grab the wheel
Uh, uh
That chopper singin' like Clay Aiken, uh
R.I.P. to all my loved ones
That ain't make it, uh
Got a bond with the streets
And I just can't break it
Run it up
And now my safe
Done turn into my safe haven
Them racks in, okay, okay
On the block
I post up, I can't fade away
Baby, I been too turnt
I don't care 'bout what the haters say
Dark skin, thick bitch
I liked her, so I named her, Bae
I'm in it everyday, uh
New drip
I just spent some Gs on my attire
These racks just keep on growing
But my jeans gettin' tighter, uh
I went overseas with the swiper
Bad bitch
You know I've never seen nothin' like her
Uh
I bought Glocks with beams for my snipers
Any sudden movement
Make it sing like the choir
R.I.P., that chrome sprayin', got Lindsey Lohan
I need some more bands
Bitch, I'm a grown man, uh
R.I.P., that chrome sprayin', got Lindsey Lohan
I need some more bands
Bitch, I'm a grown man, uh