[Intro]

Watch how I run this ho

[Verse 1]

Ain't have no pictures on my wall, that shit ain't get me off

Just magazines tryna see how much that Bentley cost

Couldn't wait to make it home so I could shut the city down

And diamonds hittin', that red zone knock my spirit out

I gave a quarter to my lawyer, told him do just what I wanna

Was crashin' for them racks, so that bread, it turned to a bumper

Five hundred bands, came back to fifty-seven, your honor

Just let me get right, I promise, I'm done with this shit, on mama

I rock Ricky Owen rainboots, still tryna get my feet wet

Give it how they ask for it, real clean in a clear wrap

See Honey Buns, smash in the corner store like, "I need that"

Trophy bust on my arm, finally sinkin' in like a beanbag

He can't walk the yard if he fishy, that boy a meat pack

And my paperwork good, you can read that

Punch the gas in the 'Cat, the only thing I idle

Have commas for all the whips and show ownership like a hyphen, nigga

[Chorus]

Thought I'd be in the car forever like Infiniti

Young, lit, and reckless, been wildin', check my history

Excuse me for the drum on that Glock, music instrument

Only bloodshed you seen your period, you been a bitch

Push the Hellcat to Scenic Woods, I remember this

Do somethin' cool for the lil' ones, bingo when they see my shit

Wasn't tryna turn it into no career, just tryna get it

L's come before M's, I learned that shit in elementary, nigga

[Verse 2]

Hood for it, street number, no promotion

It's a blessing I went out for the mission, 'cause, boy, you know me

Federal chances just to come back to bust the Rollie

Like my bitches, if you want my time, you gon' have to blow me

We ain't come to talk when we pull up, we ain't Jehovah's

If I was Worm, I would've picked Craig to go get at Smokey

Can't secure the bag and bro trippin' like we ain't loaded

Whoadie taught to treat them cars like a Ford and always stay focused

One time for the bitch that snuck the gas in the joint

One time for them cluckers, gave 'em ten bands in a month

Ain't got no time for them niggas that was holdin' they nuts

But got a line of they bitches that can't wait to get fucked

Might share a meal, dime of lean, drop an eight in my cup

They ain't give me much to start up with, I made it enough

Ain't it funny? Same bitches used to dub me, now they love me

Watchin' through that window, I was just heatin' up like an oven, nigga

[Chorus]

Thought I'd be in the car forever like Infiniti

Young, lit, and reckless, been wildin', check my history

Excuse me for the drum on that Glock, music instrument

Only bloodshed you seen your period, you been a bitch

Push the Hellcat to Scenic Woods, I remember this

Do somethin' cool for the lil' ones, bingo when they see my shit

Wasn't tryna turn it into no career, just tryna get it

L's come before M's, I learned that shit in elementary, nigga