I know Gwona real proud of her grandson We gon' make Lebron shoot you with a cap I know Gwona real proud of her grandson We gon' make Lebron shoot you with a cap Someone had that boy a hattie always bad pun And I came to get my sum and dance some Bitch ain't got a switch and a drum Since Boesky got a Mac, I hold it like a Samsung I called his artist, told his bitch he was a flunk So someone should smoke and know him, that's that funk Pull off Leo, smelling like a damn skunk We gon' make your walk-in out, call your DJ Unk Girl, ain't no fucking place that GBE can't come This ain't no competition, bitch, I mean pump Lizzy 45, but I call him G4 Fum We was counting money, then we went to a MeFo number All this paper fucking up the damn ecosystem And my brother Miz, don't worry, I'm gon' hit with this one See, so ain't for none, got my gun Used to be fun, beat your feet, run Boy, you my son, half-son, great son Buried up in my pocket, look like buns Boy, I wish Lil' Will Smith me They gon' be coming and get me Feed the pig feet, bro Forget my cuz Wrigley We don't mean us to tip, tip, tip Said too mad, I'm picky, okay, okay We don't mean us trippin', trippin', trippin' Walk in the spot, I'm trippin', that's trippin', yeah I'm in your city, city Shawty, but let me live it, yeah, yeah Bro got the blicky, hey Got that boy doing the gritty, yeah, yeah Hop in the whip, whip Got that boy running like Ricky, yeah, yeah I want your biddy, biddy I give a P like I'm Diddy, yeah, yeah KCC me, give me that PPP Hit him with a DDT Cut him on CTV, smoking on PCP Jumping like RVD Hard like me, buy this tree I got friends that I lost contact with, can't get from me I ain't worried about her, bro, puttin' a hit on me All off in the club and then the fella on me Think she know voodoo, she tryna cast a spell on me She like, can I get some bread? I be like, nah, honey He like, let me hold the strap, I be like, nah, homie You watch me every day just like my nickname, Sony I been taking all these n****s like my nickname, Kony You gon' make bro hit you with a cap, boom How you saying that I'm broke and I got mad funds? How you say you eating good, I'm seeing mad crumbs And your shawty send me pictures, she got mad buns I got guns sticking with me, I don't need guns