[Intro]

(16 to 12 make it sound legendary)

[Verse]

We got ARP's in the shed, we got handguns

Post up late night, bust the ATM

For them blue strips, I be ragin'

Drive some fast shit like I'm racin'

On these licks, I ain't got no patience

Take some fine shit on vacation

Smoke this shit, turn Asian

Why we duckin' paparazzi?

I get high like Bob Marley

I got racks, this shit won't run out

Approach me wig, better have yo' gun out

Post on the block, I was out 'fore the sun out

I see the cap shit, they think I got one eye

We at the hood store longer then we be at home

Ain't got no drugs, better leave me alone

Trapped this bitch out, they gotta send all the cops

Shoebox the money, I ain't invest in no stock

I'm really too trench for the rap shit

Under the bridge, with the fire, go ape shit

We bait him in, took him down, it's a plot twist

I roll a blunt of gelato and face it

Wake up, count the money, nothin' but blue faces

Shit crazy how a young nigga made it

Long live June, I know that boy see this shit

Free the whole gang, I know they wanna be with me

Two sunroofs, I can open up the ceilin'

Racks in my bank account, real great feelin'

If a fuck nigga play, know we gotta peel 'em

Better hide your gun 'cause lil' twin might steel 'em

Better hide your shit 'cause these niggas be willin' to steal it

Geeked off the drugs, I'm tryna get a milli'

Foot in the trench, one foot in the industry

They cappin' like they ain't fuckin' with it

They cappin' like they ain't fuckin' with me

These fuck niggas bitin' on my image

These fuck niggas bitin' on my lingo

But you know how that shit go

Get him whacked, poof, shoot your afro

Nigga know I never gave a fuck though

My lil' buddy wake up with a mask on

Why the fuck he wake up with a mask on?

[Outro]

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