[Verse: Sega Atari]

Whippin' the banks, you know it’s moving

Roll up a wood, look like a Cuban

You say you a killer, who is you foolin'

You say you is trappin' what is you moving

I got the fiends hoppin’ off of the metro

That ain't no drip boy you bought it off leggo

I got these pussies on lock like a Pet-Co

He want that work I'mma tell him to let go

Bad bitch she with me she came from the ghetto

Niggas be sweet they get played like a Cello

Run up on me you get hit with the metal

Got me a foreign, I push on the pedal

You niggas ain't trappin' you niggas is lacking

Front door is locked then we go through the backend

I got your bitch and she throw me the backend

I lost the beat but right now I get back in

Whippin the pot til it turn into scrape

The smile on my face, I know that they hate

Niggas they don't want no smoke so they vape

Give me a wood I'mma roll up an eighth

I was down bad had no mattress to rest on

I got the gas and they calling me EXON

Think you gon' rob me my nigga you’re dead wrong

Chopper it sings when I shoot, Zack Effron

Think you gon’ rob me well boy you don't listen

Think you gon’ rob me, nope, fiction

I got a Glock, shoot, hitting

You got a Glock, shoot, missing

I don't want your life I just want your sneakers

You niggas is lame, you ain't on no heaters

You niggas is bitches they act like Madea

My chopper gon' sing for RESPECT like Aretha

Blowing this medicine might call it reefer

I get so high that I feel like I Aaliyah

Can’t fuck with no hoes, can't' fuck with no leeches

Momma told me that it's true best believe her

Momma told me not to pick up no heaters

I hopped off the porch and start selling them geekin's

I mixed up the lean selling plays out the beacon

Your bitch give me head and I swear she a teacher