(Intro)

Dam

Aye

Bop

Beat got my head boppin

Bop

(verse 1)

Real gangsta nigga i ain't trynna tight none ion want the mean friend I want the nice cousin' if I'm in the 2 door than I'm not runnin' I thought the photo was a foreign but is not runnin' fuck 12 they keep saying that my time coming bitch if it not over hunnid dollers than I'm not comin' so many bills stuck together I can't stop thuming 12 racks in 3 days that's a light dozen I was driving for 1 day now I'm back pumpin I can''t even make the turn pipe cause the trap jumping this a fluffy ass pole better start stuffin I'll still work a razor blade like I'm cuttin coffin got the coupe all kinda ways fucking up the compen damn boy you always in the bank bitch I'm klay thompson 12 drop behind this whip told my bitch to stomp it she pulled ovеr made her stuff in onion in her bonnеt I made the k automatic with a stick shell put you and me to side of eachother she gon picks well my bitch sayin' she got a thousand dollers for a dick pic I crack a small down soilder than I sent it bitch I'm all bout' paper how to get bands fast be a risk taker them niggas eating flicking up you the pic taker shit crazy I told his momma she a bitch maker yo bitch hearted all my pictures told her hey she ask me what I got by I told her klay stop worryin bout a bitch and get them bands nigga you look bad circle buy a ten nigga damn you niggas weak once a ten I can make that in my sleep hunnid bowls in my bitch rooms she say it reek shootin balls dirty money but it's neat bitch I'm a real baller take it out the rubber bands and i'll sit taller poor hoe trynna call me broke so my bitch badder I just turned a 28 abug for a 6 sawyer