I'm overthinking again when I should go with my gut Left elbow hanging out that window in my Lambo truck Contemplating if I should go pick these two hoes up Or would I rather be alone than drown myself in the mud Look baby don't * my mind, take my time and let me rot and die Don't bang my line unless you got something I need in my life There's something about the way you talk that I like And now I want ya, until tomorrow, I put a new bitch in my El Dorado Don't get your wig split for talking like a witness I got gorillas with me, point and shoot no hit list You up on my deadbeat, now you laying six feet deep Boy you broke we bite back, I don't need no hype man Bitch I am a OG, everybody know me Count money with my homies, don't need nobody to float me Sipping on the OE, I know I'm dying slowly So I just cut the road lead, to slip my wrist in OD Come and get your wig split, extend your one to six feet Leave your body cold like a bad kid on Christmas When I'm in the streets I be on point as if I'm fancy Wet em up because they gas em up, you'll be a criminal Shoot my shot gotta find a new court And they giving out smoke like a box of Newport If a nigga wanna pump, there's a whole bunch of warrants You can live a long life but it can't cut short Sticks taller than Vince Carter I been a baller, he been a shooter I teach niggas I don't need a tool And don't let this ruler turn into a ruler, my nigga