[Intro]
(This is a certified hood classic)

[Chorus]
Bitch, I might just pull up in a coupe
And my gang got a choppa like the troops
Cookin in the kitchen like it soup
Got a beam on my choppa like a Ruger
Bad bitch givin' me mouth
150 grand in my pouch
Beam on a choppa like a Gauss
And we do it like they do it in the south
Bitch I might just pull up in a coupe
And my gang got a choppa like the troops
Cookin in the kitchen like it soup
Got a beam on my choppa like a Ruger
Bad bitch givin' me mouth
150 grand in my pouch
Beam on a choppa like a Gauss
And we do it like they do it in the south

[Verse 1]
I got money, I got cash and the guap
And I be drinking prometh till I'm 'bout to throw up
191, yeah, that’s where I grew up
Big ass rockets on me like I blow up
Bitch, I got a mini-me
Bitches they want in with me
I ain't pullin' out 'cause she thought I had vasectomy
Bitch, das lie like ion do dat
Bitches all hoes and they all want clout
Check out this ice, these real VVS’s
Clarity diamonds whip out the tester
Got a new ride, my whip is a Tesla
Make you an ornament like I'm Chuck Testa
Selling cocaine and my customers' minors
I beat the case cuz the cops couldn’t find us
Make you lean back like a recliner
Bitch watch you girl, 'cause I be behind her
I ain’t got kids but she call me daddy
I went to school of a perc' and an Addy
If 12 pull up I'm missing like Maddy
And she be grabbing my balls like a caddy
I got like six hoes on my dick
I was like six when I hit my first lick
I got Corona, 'cause I be so sick
Man ion play hockey but I keep a stick