[Verse 1:]

As I wipe my tears with hundreds nigga

All this money in abundance

Like a blunt don't get gutted

Young east side nigga bout' to thug it

Shark city one time for the public

Theres an evil inside of me

That you'll soon come to realize

Hate when they get too attached

I'ma just being it on back

Back to my ways

Back to O-12

Killing these niggas on tracks

Tell them go rap about that

Question my stats?

I'm chilling in villas westside of the map

So deep in pussy can't think about rap

Yo

My chain swing where my dick dangle

I got your girl bent all types of Kurt Angles

My dudes cop clips but this not fandango

Could shoot a movie scene but I rather stack chips like pringles

As far as fame goes, I'd rather stay

Let these niggas think they're running it until I say so

Yeah

None of these niggas is fucking with, fucking with py

Fucking with fucking with I

Stacking my money that shit is just touching the sky

Off it I dive

[Outro]

As I wipe my tears with hundreds nigga

All this money in abundance

Like a blunt, don't get gutted

Young eastside nigga bout' to thug it

Shark city one time for the public