AV with that drip, hoe

Lil′ boy better step upI been had the sauce so you niggas better ketchup

Stay with the strap we hittin' from the chest up

Six deep with the gang on the low in a Tesla

All black with the chrome Beretta

Took his flow and I′m doin' it better

In the cut ain't no matter the weather

Talkin′ shit and I′m clutchin' the lever

Pull out the choppa and makin′ 'em hiccup

I get me a shiver, she suckin′ my dick up

He talkin' that shit, but he wishin′ he ran up

Callin' up Leg 'cause I need that Beretta

Six deep pull up with the pressure

If lil′ boy, boy step up, he leavin′ in a stretcher

All black, with interior leather

Calm down, don't fuck with a killer

You- you, you niggas is less, my niggas is greater

Gave her the tip, lil′ shawty a waiter

Ballin' out like I play for the Lakers

On a roll, bitch, I feel like a skater

She wanted dick, so I told her I′d cater

Had to snap, bitch, I feel like a gator

Had to snap couple rounds out the Glock

Run up on me and I'm airin′ the block

Run up on me, get shot in your face

Draggin' the body all over the state

Just like some alcohol, you gettin' chased

Hop out the Benz, I hop in a Wraith

Put on a techno beat, shawty she feelin′ me

Blowin′ her back to the beat of the bass

Kickin' her out like I need space

After she gone, the number erased

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Yeah, I′m a killer

Gang, gang, gang, gang

I go gorillas

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Yeah, it's a thriller

Gang, gang, gang, gang

A caterpillar

Yeah, I keep the Mac on me, bitch, just call me Steve Jobs

This loud pack got me higher than them Greek Gods

I′m on the Southside, shooters got them dead eyes

We be stackin' bread high

We yo′ fuckin' demise

Said all my money fuckin' dirty

Got these bitches, got these bitches, on my phone

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

What the fuck it really is?

They be talkin

"1nonly how the fuck you get so big, son?"

Money I be makin′ holy fuck, I′m gettin' rich

I be in the whip, dirty ticket that minute (Beats on fire)

People tryna put us up together, are you Dennis?

Pick up off my feet, you so cut, house rented

Hold up, what they mean?

I said "Hold up, wait a minute"

Bitch I shoot you, yeah that′s why I got it on my record

Got two-four fucks left to pick up, I'm on that beat for real

Like holy shit, like holy fuck

I′m high as fuck, I can't relax

I count this money, got this money stacking

Call me by the stack, broke bitch

Glock, I bust down

Thot, she bust down

Hot, I fuck now

Stop, I nut now

Watch, the fuck out

Knock, I′m up now

Shot, the bums down

Rock, I'm punk now

Milly rock, shine like I'm Jonny

Dang dang dang

Silly watch, Ion need a thing, but a gang chain

Iggy pop with the punk rock, you a damn lame

55, but I run a hundred on the highway

See that wocky got you loose

Say it to ya face, and then I say it in the booth

Hey, huh, what?

Fuck you bitches, I′m the truth

Bitch I′m gettin' brain from ya main baby boo

Yeah, fuck you too