Hook

I’m locked in, ion wanna talk

My brother been running these streets

Since a young nigga, so I ain’t even gotta walk

I ain’t even gotta walk, yeah, that real talk

That real talk, yeah, that real talk

I’m still a young nigga, but I move like a boss

If he hop in my box, better bust your Glock

And this is Zot, bitch, you better come shop

My clean-up crew got sticks and mops

Yeah, they gone take down your block

A nigga run up tryna touch my chain

Young nigga, he gone get popped

Young nigga in the deep end with sharks

I’m smoking this gas, it smell like you farted

My twin hit the whippie, then he get retarded

The Glock gotta switch and it came with 40

I been rich in the streets, nigga stepping in Jordans

Got a hunnid jewels, that’s a hunnid moods

Don’t play with my dawg, you know that nigga, he’s a bad dude

He straight from the 6, got tattooed

They wanna be famous, put his ass on the news

My pockets filled up, and it’s filled up with blues

I ain’t loving that hoe, ’cause I know she gone choose

And she for the crew, and we know what she do

I know this hoe been tripping, she gone choose

My young nigga gone put your pussy-ass on the news

Not Fox 5, nigga, talking Channel Two

Verse 2

Yeah, I got these blues, and they stuffed up in racks

I’m fucking this exotic lil’ bitch from the back

These niggas be dissing, and that shit be wack

Won’t even respond, I’m outside, where you at?

This freaky lil’ bitch tryna give me some sex

’Cause she seen all these diamonds on my fucking neck

And these bitches blinging, yeah, these VVS

Yeah, these bitches blinging, these VVS

Hook

My brother been running these streets

Since a young nigga, so I ain’t even gotta walk

I ain’t even gotta walk, yeah, that real talk

That real talk, yeah, that real talk

I’m still a young nigga, but I move like a boss

If he hop in my box, better bust your Glock

And this is Zot, bitch, you better come shop

My clean-up crew got sticks and mops

Yeah, they gone take down your block

A nigga run up tryna touch my chain

Young nigga, he gone get popped

Young nigga in the deep end with sharks

I’m smoking this gas, it smell like you farted

My twin hit the whippie, then he get retarded

The Glock gotta switch and it came with 40

I been rich in the streets, nigga stepping in Jordans

Got a hunnid jewels, that’s a hunnid moods

Don’t play with my dawg, you know that nigga, he’s a bad dude

He straight from the 6, got tattooed

They wanna be famous, put his ass on the news

My pockets filled up, and it’s filled up with blues

I ain’t loving that hoe, ’cause I know she gone choose