In the back this Bentley

I’m Riding round with your Bitch

Riding round with the clique

You done know that we lit

Got too many rhymes

Got too many styles

Why the fuck

Would I waste my time

These bitches think they Roosevelt

But they ain’t worth a dime

Riding round in the Lincoln

Bout to catch you slipping

I’m smoking on that

Pack

Niggas steady fishing

Niggas steady digging

If you try dig up my past

Then you gonna end up missing

There won’t be no snitching

Cause now you 6 feet under

Now your kids they wonder

When daddy’s coming home

That what’s they ask their mother

He ain’t never coming back

I’m just stating facts

He should’ve never lack

Should’ve had his strap

Three shots to the back

Two shots to the dome

One shot to the neck

That boy is gone

Now he’s a rotten corpse

Fuck your whole family

I ain’t showing no remorse

I do this so causally

I’ll take your life with force

Then I’m out so rapidly

They can’t find the source

On the news as another tragedy

I’m the bounty hunter

He’s just a bag to me

Should’ve charge an extra fee

Now whiles I’m sipping my tea

I’m just counting my bread

Cause that boy is dead

His dreads turn red

Now he lays in rest

Now he lays in the dirt

Your home boy got murk

Whiles i was dumping them rounds

I had the biggest smirk

In the back this Bentley

I’m Riding round with your Bitch

Riding round with the clique

You done know that we lit

Got too many rhymes

Got too many styles

Why the fuck

Would I waste my time

These bitches think they Roosevelt

But they ain’t worth a dime

In the back this Bentley

I’m Riding round with your Bitch

Riding round with the clique

You done know that we lit

Got too many rhymes

Got too many styles

Why the fuck

Would I waste my time

These bitches think they Roosevelt

But they ain’t worth a dime