Okay, everybody put that Glocks in their earphones, put your * up You got a stick on your *, you got a 50 on your *, put your * in the earphone Aye, aye, aye, aye Last out we caught was at the store, we had to scrape Went and hopped out, trippin' with that switchy he didn't face it They shy, they shy, they couldn't save him We the ones gettin' busy up in the city, that's on my baby They walk like a drive thru, ask the ops how much we slide through Ain't beefin' but you their family, you get caught then you gonna die too Ah, hold up, stop the whip Love me out this Chopstick, gon' leave him hopin' like a Zip Zip him up, Tell Buddy No Master, come and pick him up Niggas fakin', actin' like they thug, like, til we hit him up A lot of niggas don't like me, what, I ain't even did * Make this bitch take dick to the head, I ain't even hit yet How you mad she choosin' me? I like what she do to me She say she feel safer over here, this is where the shooters be She say ain't no paper up over there, *, she barely eatin' Can barely feed herself, she told me help, this nigga barely feed me We don't do the social tweet, these niggas too internet Goin' live, tryna talk bout who got shot, we don't get into that Can you leave it up in the streets for me? I ain't tryna go to jail Keep mention my name in all of your posts, it ain't hard to tell If you get smoked, that gon' come lookin' for me, nigga, you dumb as hell This bitch think I love her, I'm weak, she must be drunk as hell I can't let no suck bitch, I love how they suck dick Once I get my nut off, bitch, I'm skatin' like some Chuck Fit