I do this for them niggas stuck in trap stuck in the trenches All my Nigga a is marksmen no time for The benches I’m so sick of being slept on make me wanna run in a bank with a Teflon vest on ready to take over the block don’t care who toes i step on I’ve been Urkel even if jhalil they still treat me like stephon and I’m so sick of that shit SO it’s fuck ya Clique Fuck Ya Bitch I’m running up in the game like

Got my feet up on you sofas, man

I mean a hostess for my open hand

I got the game kidnap in my Rover man

I nevеr kiss her, I never hold hеr hand

In fact I diss her I'm a bolder man

I'mma pimp her, it's over man

When I twist her in the Gold sedan

Like I'm Goldie man, the game chose me man

Kay man, ice- sub zero with the frozen hands