[Verse 1]

Feelin' so recharged, she ate this sick not even an hour ago

Yeah my dawgs, we gon' keep grindin' in the violence though

Real life, I'm throwin' in these strip clubs what they signin' fo'

I ain't gotta spend a dollar, help the strip [?]

Must've drunk a pint today, sick I'm on my final four

Poker face with all this shit, my emotions, I won't let 'em show

Pocket watchin' ass nigga, it's probably why my pockets grow

All the time this fan on me, I swear to God I love this four

You ain't shootin' at none of mine, that's suicide, I ain't lettin' it go

Seein' that he depressed and shit, ain't got no hustle, his money low

I do-do-donе it all, RIP to Shawty Lo

They can tell you watch you want, you niggas see it, shawty glow

I know a nigga love this bag, countin' shit, it's fun to mе

Think it's time to take this game, lock it down and throw the key

Know I pour a four like every time, turn the sodas pink

Teach 'em [?], fuck these bitches and do not care what niggas think

Really been to hell and back, all my pain is in my ink

Shawty really throat for real, I really [?], need a [?]

Five different nigga [?], that's why that pussy stink

Got this shit o hot like I'm outside in a hunnid minks

I'm a Glockstar, I just turned Rockstar

Fuckin' popstars, pockets big, Akbar

Tellin' Wuda I'm a hoag and he my tata

I'm so thankful for the game, I learned from papa

Don't care if they don't like it, I put my feelings in this shit

And no this ho' ain't mine, this ho' another nigga bitch

These ho's act like leeches, man I swear these bitches ticks

Havin' havin' ho' from heaven [?]

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