[Verse]

Remember bein' wide open, they ain't pass the ball

Bitches didn't wanna fuck, now I can bag 'em all

Another opp just got smoked, I done laughed it off

I can't get not one deal, I done taxed 'em all

You ain't got no catalog, you don't rap at all

Keep fuckin' up your lil' bag, don't think you stack at all

I'm OT with your bitch, she tryna whack some yah

I'm still that nigga around this bitch if I don't rap at all

Beecher nigga, you can't go against the mob

You can't make this shit out the streets then go and get a job

I'm on tip, don't say shit or get hit up in your mouth

Two-man at bro crib, I done fucked her on the couch

Kissin' on the wrong bitch, I be nuttin' in her mouth

Two K's, I got KK with me, who wanna die?

Two fullies in the whip, bitch, who wanna fly?

You a plain burger, no drink, no fries, you's a crimе

Come around on lame shit, we gon' ho your lamе ass

Get dog up out my section, I don't know his lame ass

Cheatin' with my lil' bitch got my other bae mad

The pussy good and she bad, I ain't gon' lie, I came fast

Then I dipped, this bitch mad at me like I was in the wrong

Bitch, I was just a dog tryna get a bone

I keep it P with these hoes, I don't go through phones

And if you ain't suckin' dick, take your childish ass home

The K got some kick, you shoot this bitch, it break your collar bone

It's fucked up that nigga went and got a chain but he don't got a phone

Ridin' around with two switches in the car, bitch, I don't ride alone

Fucked that bitch in the car by his self and he died alone