[Verse 1]
Dirty D raised me , Moline bred
Momma baby , daddy fed
Now I'm poppin , panties droppin
From the thots that want me dead
I was bummy , had no money
You ain't have a buck to lend
Now I'm up , you lookin stuck and
I don't have a fuck to spare
I guess that's karma
"No I ain't have that your honor"
Lying under oath but shit I gotta beat that charge-uh
Aye do yall remember had that plug who had that charger
Damn near bought him out right before our trip to Chicago
We was in the city gettin litty with the gang
Out west blowin dodie lowkey brodie tucked his chain
Hella blunts goin round in the session , yup
Where these blunts coming from ain't no tellin , ya
All I can tell you is this shit is smokin
All this gold on me I look like a token
All of these n***as be pissed on the low
Because all of their bitches keep goin and goin
Shout out them n***as who roll when I'm swervin
Them the same n***as rode when I was servin
You the type n***a to ask to hold 30
I wake the worm just to get to it more early

[Verse 2]
Young smart n***a , you gone make them white folks scared
I'm so ahead they be like "Freshie you not playin fair!
You gone set a bad example for the average bear!"
I tell em like Chano these my sons and this prenatal care
Yeah this Prenatal Care
I tell em like Chano these my sons and this prenatal care
When we pop out the bitches see us and they stop and stare
Say that shit make me nervous let me see you in your underwear

[Verse 3]
What's good , it's Freshie
Take more than sex to impress me
But you think I sneezed with God the way this lil bitch tried to bless me
Killl the pussy , ressurrect it and tell her to get to steppin
Eat beats before I eat breakfast , skipped breakfast
Got full off seconds
It's impressive
How the brokest n***as steady flexin
I saw momma stressin so them bags I started checkin
My team ballin in this bitch like somebody let all the Nets in
If a n***a try to test shit we gone turn up in this section
I can merch that
Double tap her ass like it's a thrist trap
I want 3 much bread , could give 2 fucks bout where the 1st at
You be kissin bitches like askin em where it hurts at
I be dickin bitches then askin em where they skirts at
Stil remember when I fucked around and touched my first rack
Fucked around went broke , put it on bro that I ain't going back
Nah I ain't going back
Fucked around went broke put it on bro that I ain't going back
I can't go back to that
I just gotta stack the racks