[Intro]

(Spacy got this sauce, ho)

[Verse]

I'm on they ass and they know that

Been paying for homicides

Got a nigga scared to pop outside

If it's in my hand, know I'ma blow that

The head was trash, I gave his ho back

Stick in my pants, they know I tote that

I got that bag, ain't gotta show that

I'm the richest young nigga out my city

Niggas mad and they ain't fucking with me

I drop my mask and get to hitting

We on they ass until it's finished

We got more poles than Planet Fitness

Them folks, they know that I'm rich, I'm still standing on business

Still post up in the trenches

I pay for her lashes, she buy me extensions

High-speed chase, I hope that I don't crash, can't let 'em catch me with it

'Cause if I go to jail, won't get a bond, them folks gon' have me sittin'

'Cause if I go to jail, them bitches gon' try to give me a sentence

They know I promote the violence and I'm violent, so they gon' send me straight to prison

Ayy, I hate when niggas try to be somebody that they not

Just 'cause they see another nigga with a bag

She tryna eat my D all night soon as she pop an E

Police tryna sentence me

And she gon' eat that dick up all night, I give her half this E

F stand for fuck you

Pull the G-Lock out my pants so I can bust you

My cousin on that H

I don't take no L's, but I know you do

"EST Flow" got an M on YouTube

And I done dropped a lotta of bags on them fools

Aw, you the one say you P?

If I ain't sign with Gucci Mane, I'd probably sign with QC

Glocks-R-Us, I keep a switch on me

Walk with my brothers, all I hear is, "Sss"

I got them snakes with me

Might put your bitch ass on a tee

For dissing, bitch, that was you

Nutted in her V

Call her a bitch, that's just what thugs do

I hated that bitch, so when she left, that was a W

I don't fuck with none of my exes

They ask why? 'Cause I don't want to

Uh, I was in Florida with them Z's

One, two, three, hundred Glocks on me

Four, five, six, make niggas use they feet

Seven, eight, nine, ten

I wish killin' niggas was not a crime

'Cause I wouldn't miss a day of slidin'

They ask me why that bitch ain't dead yet, 'cause that nigga hidin'

They ask me why that bitch ain't dead yet, 'cause that nigga don't be outside

And everybody who live in Mobile know for sure I ain't lyin'

Everybody live in Mobile know that I'm slanging iron

No questions, know I'm bangin' mine

Shoot this Glock like a blunt mixed with weed and crack, I'ma lace his mind

Revenge ain't got no date, so he can lose his life at any time

Like a magic trick, watch how I blow his mind

Never go to the gym, only time I lift is when I'm pumpin' iron

Oh, I meant slanging iron, I meant slanging iron

Got a four-pound on me right now, who wanna lose they life? Uh

Killed that bitch before, he came back, watch me kill him twice