I be moving how I move
Runnin up the blues
I was broke and on my ass so I had to miss school
I was breaking all the rules
Now I'm 22
It feel good to be a boss cause you ain't doing what I do
Young n***a self made we don't trust shit
He be talking real tuff but he ain't bust shit
Say you bout to hit the road n***a what whip
Bro hit the gas last week and been stuck since
Don't get touched I'm the right n***a to fuck with
Carties on if it's up then it's stuck bitch
Tell me how y'all feel safe with only one blick
Oh y'all five n***as deep then imma bust six
Throat baby come here and you can show me what that mouth do
Man bro so comfy he hit Miami in the house shoes
Yo main mans switched oh that's really what that clout do
Lon6z had me come back but really I was bout to

Back like Jordan in 96
I put pressure on these n***as I might take yo bitch
Giving credit where it's due cause I really with the hating shit
Put a tag up on yo head just to show you I ain't having it
Know some n***as good at call of duty
Shooting shit was made for it
I can't let that ride
Need a bad bitch with bad pussy
Not while I'm alive
She gone be so salty she gone dead like a homicide
Better take precautions before you go raw inside
Every n***a that be fucking end up in the fuckin inside
Ima real n***a to fuck with
Never passive aggressive tell her to suck
Tell her never let me down
Higher chance that I will cuff it
A little patience a little patience let it build up to something
Quit yo rushing bitch
I said Been so long since I gave her the D
Had to cut her ass off but she couldn't believe
Everytime that I see her she geeking and bubbly
And I don't pay her no attention like the bitch is ugly
Drove from Dayton to Flynt right back to the D
And I dating no more bitching ain't fucking for free
Going 75 down I-75
Them sneaky ass state troopers get off my dick
Yea this an RT, alright
I got bags and bags in
Alright yea alright
This an RT
I got bags on bags in the car seat
The way I move through the mug I got swap feet
If five n***as run toward me I bet I drop three
I mean stop three
So much going on right now they can't stop me
Me and bro got the same car we can swap jeeps
And we got the same straps we can swap heats
Okay this a fast car but I slow creep
Or a red mothafuckin' with the white seats
Before I ice a bitch out I gotta ice me
What kind of Glock 40 you got a nineteen
Naw that a nine millimeter
Still fuck around with crystal yea Ice-T
I'm always close to the game yea spike lee
Always follow my first mind you can't hype me
If a n***a looking fucked up then he might be
Only had four lines of drink had to drop three
My last line spoke to me why not me
Like the last line was really talking to me
Like, why you ain't pour me up
Like what I do wrong, tah
Get motivated n***a know what I'm say