[Chorus: fuxkcy]
Brand new [?] and I got it back
I'm off of the molly, I'm off of the tabs
You try to rob me, I'm shootin' yo' ass
Spend 10 racks, I'ma make it back
Shut up fuck n***a, don't talk down to me
Hunt yo' ass down and kill you when you sleep
Real evil n***a, you gon' see me in your dreams
I fell in love with the finer things
My 'lil bitch, she designer-y
'Cause [?] don't fuck wit' me
Two more shots at your arteries
Yo' bitch gonna have some D
Yeah, oh yeah, oh

[Verse 2: kuru]
Hundred round Glock, with extend' mag
Bitch I'm wit' Cy', and we smokin' on propane
On my dick and they say I'm a scum bag
[?] feelin' like [?]
[?]
[?] face [?]
And I'm sex with this bitch but she so plain
[?]
You can get off my motherfuckin' dick now
And he saying he passed us
That lil' boy smoking on sisno
Kick her out likе a bitch now
And I [?]
And I'm fuckin' yo bitch now
[?] switch now
[Chorus: fuxkcy]
Brand new [?] and I got it back
I'm off of the molly, I'm off of the tabs
You try to rob mе, I'm shootin' your ass
Spend 10 racks, I'ma make it back
Shot a fuck n***a, don't talk down to me
Hunt yo' ass down and kill you when you sleep
Really evil n***a, you gon' see me in your dreams
I fell in love with the finer things
My 'lil bitch, she designer-y
'Cause [?] don't fuck wit' me
Two more shots at your arteries
Your bitch gonna have some D
Yeah, oh yeah, oh