[Intro]

DYC, PIA, like a hundred somethin'

DTB, I'm cookin' for that nigga workin', uh

DTB on the beat, that's bro

[Verse]

We got niggas in the feds that want us under

It's like a jungle how I keep from goin' under

Yeah, I like the bitch but probably never love her

'Cause if I die or go to jail, she'll find another

I'm a dawg on these hoes, I'm just like my brother

Told Trig I want to ball for a hundred summers

Yeah, she used to be a ho but that's my bitch now

I sip red out the brick, fuck Cristal

Remember me and T was buyin' double up

Lost it all up on the dice, now I can't bubble up

Call a play, I need a play, my niggas here to work

You ain't my friend, you ain't my 'round, you ain't one of us

Know some niggas think they tough but they ain't rough as us

Gravediggers, wave splitters, we all workin', bruh

Two straps on me and Mike and we just lurkin'

'Member me and Dime hit licks up out that 'Burban

Had to shake the monkey hoes, said fuck that circus

Cut them bitches off, they lost and they was worth it

Ask me how I feel, took nine, bitch, I feel perfect

Got a chinese K fresh out the service

Think these bitches wanna fuck the kid on purpose

He insecure plus he don't score so that's our purpose

I hit her once, I cannot front, I keep her slurpin'

I keep her burpin', if he find out, he gon' hurt her

Man, it feel good to be the man now

Man, it feel good to whip them bands out

Cameras flashin' while we passin', I got fans now

Still the same nigga, I ain't changin'

They ask me how I feel, I can't explain it

But that money ain't did shit but made me dangerous

If you want it, place your order, we'll arrange it

If the money right, we probably can next day

[Outro]

Ask Monte, he gon' say he on that same shit

Ask Trig, he gon' say he on that same shit

Ask Franklin, he gon' say he on that same shit

We be in this bitch, we on that same shit