My dawg’s hit my line
When it’s something they need
Hoe’s hit my line
When they want shit for free
But, I ain’t gonna die when I’m charging a fee
Yeah, I’m taxing the pack, and I’m sellin’ you leaves
Wanna swerve in the Lamb’
But, I just bought a Jeep
Wanna go hit a lick, I’ma pull up and beam
Kreuger the mask, so nobody can see
No face, no case
We need everything cheap
Keep it Ghetto, and pretty that's best thing to do
Keepin’ it tucked, we gon’ pop out and shoot
Check 1, check 2
Yeah, I ain’t finna lose
I’ma duffle the bag just to carry the loot
Check out the hotеl, ‘cause I’m checkin’ in
My dawg’s be spеndin’ more money than rent
Up a few bands
No 20’s, or less
My money do push-up’s
So I’m finna flex
‘Cause I’ma finna drop on ‘em
They wanna talk, so I think I’ma pop at ‘em
16 shot on your whip call the cops on ‘em
Your homie’s pussy, your mans’ finna talk to ‘em
I ain’t gon’ talk, and the net gotta lot on ‘em
I’m gonna grip on the Tec’, drop a lot of them
I’m finna cop it without ask what the cost
Ain’t talkin’ dogs but I’m droppin’ the chop on ‘em
I’m finna up without runnin’ the block
The fuck is you lackin' not wearin’ your vest
Send shots through the mail and the pack to your neck
25 shots out this muh’fuckin’ Tec’
When I cough hit his ass puttin’ 5 in his chest
And this Glock takin’ limbs, losin’ yo’ legs
High off that Perky, ain’t used to the meds
This jacket expensive, 1 dollar per thread
My phone’s finna ring off the hook
And it’s never gon’ stop
Cause' my dawg’s hit my line
When it’s something they need
Hoe’s hit my line
When they want shit for free
But, I ain’t gonna die when I’m charging a fee
Yeah, I’m taxing the pack, and I’m sellin’ you leaves
Wanna swerve in the Lamb’
But, I just bought a Jeep
Wanna go hit a lick, I’ma pull up and beam
Kreuger the mask, so nobody can see
No face, no case
We need everything cheap
Crackin’ a wood by the eighth
Droppin’ an opp, ‘cause he tryna catch food off my plate
Take the grin off his face
Reload the clip, ‘cause I’m slappin’ a grip on the K
It’s a horrible day, for you and your mans
I’m finna slide on the block, and I take off the top
Like show me yo’ hands
This chop finna dance
I just got a new Glock
And it’s finna go do what it can
Shit, I’m finna spaz
Takin’ a flight to L.A. just to get me a bag
I’ma pop me a tag
Fuck all the Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That everyone has
I’ma make my own brand
Like what?
You think I’m givin’ a fuck, hell nah
Thick lil’ bitch wanna fuck
Hell yeah