[Verse 1: kry4u]
Rockin' with tdf, you play with him, lil' bitch that's it
I-I got plenty bands, nigga, finna go spend it on some kicks
No, we don't do the 'gram shit, you talkin' down, you get blitzed (Ha)
I leave him in a trance, nigga, when I bounce out that whip
Co-come through with the drank, we be sippin' in the party
I-I pull up with bank, now she wanna be my shawty (Bank, bank, bank)
I'm a real swag nigga, no, I'm not just anybody
Finna go take off, nigga, I just did a [olly?]
Why these niggas tryna take my bag?
Hm, we leave that boy in the past (Past)
Hm, niggas ain't gettin' no racks, boy
Niggas be goin' out sad (Ha, ha, ha)
[Verse 2: ilycider]
Niggas be goin' out so sad
[?], I just spent like four bags
He tried to run up, he left with a toe tag
My bitch ass is so fat
Hit me up if you need the dope, man
[?], nigga, I'm the dopе man
He want a feat, that's like four bands
Hе want a free one, I'm like no man
He tried to snake me, that's my own man
And she wanna fuck, bitch, no romance
She got a big butt with the implants
He is a broke nigga, no finance
I walk into [?], and I spend like five bands
But I'm back in this bitch, and I'm rich
She wanna lick on my dick
I'm rockin' Number (N)ine, no [?]
I'm smokin' good gas, no nic
And I got a .30, I ain't talkin' nic
I heard he was talkin' hot, he got hit
In love with the drugs, I can't quit
Bitch, I'm the money man, no [?]
[Verse 3: 6evermir]
Yeah, gon' walk down with that pole
Got Arc' on, 'cause it's cold
Got a G19 on me, might hit a nigga if you think you bold
[?], finna go
He not goin' up, stuck in a hole
Nigga not gang 'cause he is a ho
Ha, can't fuck with niggas 'cause they broke boys
If we pushin', we not makin' no noise
Got big sticks, yeah, they real toys
She wanna fuck right now, ayy
Racks on me, she goin'
Ice [?], it's not snowin'
Can't go out sad, I'm totin' poles
Yeah, she wanna hold my dick
Sprite, pourin' a four in it
And I kept your ho in it, yeah
(Ha, damn)
(Ha, yeah)
(Ha, yeah)
(Ha, ha)
[Verse 4: omgkeon & tali]
She wan' fuck now, ha, she wan' fuck now
I'm with the gang, we gettin' them bucks now (Yeah)
Ha, nigga, like run down, nigga, like, run up (Yeah)
Feel like a saint from morning to sun up
Talkin' down, get a fuck nigga done up (Yeah)
Ha, go, switchin' lanes in the foreign
That's your lil' bitch, she wanna give me the dome
Sippin' on lean, that shit got boring
I want a bad bitch like Lauren, ha-ha, Ralph
I get the shipment, pack from the south
I feel like tdf, all in her mouth (Ha)
[Verse 5: tali]
These hoes be fiendin', up [?] (Yeah, ha, ha)
Yo-you a [?], we run in your—
Pl-play with the gang, then lil' nigga, it's up
Nigga get turned to a pack like it's runtz
Uppin' that G2, [he go to God?] (Yeah)
That boy keep talkin', that Glock make him hush (Ha)
Lil' bro, I'm keepin' that stick
That nigga shitty, your music is shit, ha
I told that lil' ho, "Don't trip"
I spent your rent on this lil' ass fit (Ha)
G2 put a lump in his head like a wick
Me-me and lil' 'mir, that's as real as it get
We finna run down, take your stick
You know tali, he keepin' that— (Ha)
[Verse 6: jssr & vlorich]
I'm off the gas and I'm up in the sky
Keep me that blick, yeah, keep me that (Fah, fah, fah)
Give me that bag, on God
That boy was talkin', that boy, he gon' die
Ha, pull out my choppa, I pull out my choppa, that boy he gon' run
I feel like Tony, I'm countin' my hunds
I-I count them racks and you countin' them ones
I got the blick in my bag, yeah, that boy wanna talk on the gang, it ain't it
Ha, tag, I keep the mag-mag'
I shoot that boy like a flick
They finna run when I'm uppin' that pic' (Yeah)
Rap 'cause they ain't got sticks (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 7: vlorich & bonxpf]
Ha, I-I understand [?]
Walk in the function, now hoes wanna fuck
Huh, fuck no, I ain't kickin' that cup
[?] stuck
Smokin' on gas, fuckin' up my lungs
You is a bitch, boy, I'm knowin'
Choppa make that boy run
Yeah, hold on, run down with that— (Ha)
Yeah, run down with that stick
Trans Glock, got a dick and some tits
I-I-I'm gettin' bread
Call me pubes, on my body, dick heads
Talk down on tali, we leavin' you dead
Your bitch makin' breakfast in the bed
Sa-sayin' my government, you a fed' (Fed')
Ha, ha, nah, fuck that
I'm in the back of the back and I'm fuckin' yo' bitch from the back and she tell me she love that
Talkin' that shit, [I don't whine?], I will not beef with that nigga, you know I'm above that
Whole gang fuckin' your bitch in the telly, you kissin' that ho, now tell me, where your crush at? (Hey, hey)
[Verse 8: bonxpf]
I'm [?]
She on the team, shake it, hella fire
Off five pills, nigga, I just crushed 'em
I'ma just shoot shit up, make you jump
And I got his bitch choosin' at the function
Pass her the wood, tell her, "Roll it up"
I get them racks, nigga, like it's nothing
Why the fuck would I kick it with a bum?
Yeah, yeah, yeah [?]
I'm too high, [I'm seein' God?], pass me the ball, I'm gettin' buckets
Ha, I been [?]
Head tap, me and my niggas up on that [?]