[Verse]

You ain't really living what you rapping

Y’all niggas need to quit with all that capping

Ghetto Boys the army, I'm the captain

Tryna get some money? Well let's get this shit cracking

Heard your mans died, damn what happened

When I found out the news I couldn’t even stop laughing

Shitting on these niggas, need a napkin

Top down riding through my hood, bitches say I'm ratchet

Balling on these niggas like I'm Magic

Roll a three five in the wood and I don't even pass it

I'ma fuck yo bitch and I'ma pass her

Brody liked the bitch, I told my nigga he can have her

Good dope beating through the plastic

All the shit I been through, boy you can't even imagine

Had to take a chance to be a champion

I don't see no other way to ride coupes and live in mansions

We ain’t falling out about no money or no bitches

What you copping with I send it to my niggas in the penitentiary

I could teach you something you should listen

Gave Gary thirty for the watch just so you could see it glisten

Broke ass nigga keep your distance

Cause it ain’t shit for us to load up them straps and go on missions

Put on all black and come and get you

Potato on the .357, you won't even hear it hit you

Bait a bitch with the money like I’m fishing

Hit a bad bitch from the back while I'm pulling out her inches

Should see my bank account, the shit ridiculous

Niggas think it's rap, but I really got this shit up out the kitchen

Just got another check, not to mention

Just got another plug, not to mention

Why you in the club if you ain't tipping?

Standing ’round looking, man I swear you niggas worse than the bitches

All this damn designer got me dripping

Catch us all out at one time, bitch you looking at a ticket

Car go too fast, can't get a ticket

Blue hundreds fresh up out the bank, man I swear these bitches sticky

Good drank in my two cups, yeah

Shit got me moving slow like I'm chopped and screwed up

Told yo bitch choose up to move up, yeah

Two rollies on, they say I'm doing too much

What they doing, I don't give two fucks, yeah

Fucking three hoes at one time, I'm boo'd up

Shit we doing on the regular yo mood, huh?

And my goons hungry, nigga don't get chewed up

Two thousand dollars for these fucking shoes

Come and get yo bitch, she tryna fuck the crew

I know you heard about us, bitch you know the rules

They tryna keep up with us, but we on the move

If I make the call, my niggas coming through

If I make the call, yo sister coming through

Slap her lips with my dick and she love it too

Slap her ass, grab her hips, now she coming too

She can bring her friend, yeah they come in twos

Auntie at the pharm, she coming with the blues

Drop it in the water, turn a brick to two

Bitch we run the city, don't get shit confused