I can not fuck on you

You're a hoe

I can not fuck on you bitch

I said no

G17 find you bitch

It's a ghost

Why you dissing on the gang?

You want smoke?

Imma go get richer

Counting it up to ceiling

I got the bands, got the flow

Your girl hit me, she want more

You sent your hitter, he choked

Bitch, all my hitters on go

Game seven, we're upping the score

Always got something to say about it, huh

Me and the gang don't play about it, no

No motion you're hating

No motion you're glazing

Send your shooter sky high

I can not fuck on you

You're a hoe

I can not fuck on you bitch

I said no

G17 find you bitch

It's a ghost

Why you dissing on the gang?

You want smoke?

I can not fuck on you

You're a hoe

I can not fuck on you bitch

I said no

G17 find you bitch

It's a ghost

Why you dissing on the gang?

You want smoke?