[Intro]

(lonzetheking)

[Verse 1]

If you jump in that car with them opps, you gon' die with 'em

Fuck your dead homies, play with me, you gon' end up in the sky with 'em

FNs, AKs, and Glocks, you know we ride with 'em

Them dirty guns, we could make—

Ah, shit, I be talkin' too much, I can't talk like that

Matter fact, we gon' slide with 'em

If you fuck with them niggas, you better stay on that side with 'em

We might got a mutual friend in between, but that's not my nigga

Too many bands in my pants, I need a size bigger

Might throw a show at V Live and leave with five bitches

You gon' come with me or not? Make up your mind, 'cause thе time tickin'

Almost fell in love with this onе bitch, but I'm her side nigga

Picked her up, she blew me down, I let her get high with me

One day, I picked her up and let her just ride with me

Kept it real, but I had to cut her off 'cause she lied to me

Fiend got twelve dollars at the gas station tryna buy a twenty

Nigga said he had some Turtle Pie, but it was really Cookie

I can get exotics from A1 if you really lookin'

Told a nigga I can take him to the plug and I really took him

Hundred-fifty dollars for this eighth, this shit real exclusive

You can't get it nowhere else, he said this some new shit

If I ain't tell you who I got it from, it'd have you clueless

I might start an empire with Cookie like I'm Lyon Lucious

I mean Lucious Lyon

Broke-ass nigga always askin' the plug for consignment

Jumped in the game spice talkin', it was perfect timing

Record labels offerin' me deals, but I ain't gon' sign 'em

Sold a lot of drugs, but you'd never ever see me tryin' it

I was down on my ass, I bet you never ever seen me cryin'

Relentless, you know I ain't gon' stop, I'ma keep on grindin'

I don't never see my opps, they best bet is to keep on hidin'

[Verse 2]

Two hundred miles away, we almost there, just keep on drivin'

I know we in the country, they ain't got no Meijers

Crazy as hell ridin' with this bitch, she ain't got no license

My lil' nigga fucked up in the head, he ain't had no guidance

He'd shoot his own mama, you don't wanna try him

If I let you try the tester, you gon' wanna buy it

Guarantee you love it, you ain't goin' to like it

Extra fee if I bring it to you 'cause I don't like drivin'

High as hell off the drank noddin', so I couldn't hide it

This shit gettin' to me, I don't think I can keep on fightin'

I just met this bad bitch yesterday and fucked her at the Hyatt

She told me that she only eat healthy, that she on a diet

Baby, I ain't tryna eat that chicken if you didn't fry it

Made her order takeout, but she wanna dine in

And I made her pay for her food, I ain't even buyed it