[Part I]

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
I'm big Lazy (Yeah), I go crazy (Chang)
I'm in the field, bitch, just like Brady
I got a bunch of these hoes like Brady
Went up my dough, then I fuck on yo' lady
And lil' shawty, she broke, so she cannot date me
And I shoot with the pole, step back like Tracy
My choppa gon' sing like Lil Tracy
I slide, the need for speed, bitch I am racin' (Skrr)
And if it's he that want smoke, then we face him
He get rolled in a blunt, then my n***a, we lacin'
I'ma fuck on a slut and I leave that bitch pacin' (Ay, oh wow)
She say it's too wavy and she can't replace it
And she textin' my phone, like "What you doin' lately?"
And I run to the cake, so lil' shawty gon' chase me
And these n***as be fake, then just flip 'em like flop
And you say that's yo' bih', but I know she a flop
And whenever I'm droppin', my shit is a bop
And I'm with a thotty, bitch, (Yuh) she gave me top
And I got a new choppa, I got an AR
And that bitch on my line 'cause I grind like a skate park
And I roll with the MAG, got a strap like a guitar
She all on my cock 'cause I rock like a guitar
And n***as, they sharin' my thoughts, but I do not get y'all
Throwin' them packs and this shit's [?] built like a grip ball
Like no, I can't roll with a pit, bitch I roll with a big dog
I got the dough and I'm rich and these n***as, they pissed off
Like you start gassin' that bitch, but that boy need a pit stop
Hop out and blastin' the stick, and I'm takin' his neck off
And I got yo' bitch on my lip, she get hit, she get checked up
Like don't wanna argue and shit, but she just [?]
And I'm not finna talk in this shit, n***a, go to a dental
And that n***a's broke as a bitch and I'm not finna tell y'all
Lil' ho wanna suck on my dick and I told her "Bitch, no no"
[?] pulled up this shit, bitch I feel like I'm [?]
And [?] pullin' these hits, and that n***a won't get up
And I got a thotty, lil' bitch, she gon' suck and she spit up
I pop out the Glock if you talk, then n***a, get hit up (Oh wow)
Young n***a trap, shoot the pack through the zip
Dick in my hip, bitch I shoot like the Wiz
Gold on my wrist in this bitch, and it's causin' a bliss
And I put this bitch in my whip and I can't even remember her name
And these bitches be frigid, got di' on my chain
And I get that bitch dizzy, said it's off the chain
And you say that's yo' bitch, but that bitch for the gang
And I drive in the whip, and now I'm switchin' lanes
Big chop, put the stick to his face, uh (Fah)
[Part II]

[Verse 2]
I know you talkin' shit, lil' n***a, I want you to pull up
I got yo' bitch on my dick, she gon' hop in this whip and go crazy as soon as I pull up
And we runnin' you down, bitch I'm runnin' the town
I got thirty in my rounds, you get shot if you look up
And extended clip, you get hit if you twitch
If that n***a want some, we get gas in this bitch
And he said he got doja, we jackin' his shit
And I just beat the show, get out backin' and shit
If you talkin' bout dough, I got bags in the whip
And if he in the field, then we clippin' his shit (Ha-ha)
And if that n***a cap, got a stick in the whip
I'ma run up my racks, I'ma stack up my chips
Take a shot with the gun, he gon' pop like some chips
And his thot gave me top 'cause she know who I is (Thotty)