[Verse 1]
She want the coke, i slap on her butt
She dance on my table, your girl is a slut
She suckin' me up in her face is my nut
If you run up the spot, you know rifles are tucked (aye)
You want the smoke but u pull out a bat
Bullets gonna land in your head
I pull out my gat
Ye bitch im strapped
You snitchin on ppl u mofuckin rat
Ye bitch i bet, u work for the police
Sick and im tired of these fuckin phoneys
I'm by myself, ye bitch im lonely
All of these ppl they think that they know me
I ball like im kobe, i been on my grind
Dont need radar ur not hard to find
I make u blind ugh ugh
If ur not close, u dont mean shit to me
All of these faggots are drainin my energy
Fuck all these ppl i know that they envy me
I will not sign bitch i shit on this industry
Grab on my pistol make sure that its loaded
Shootin an opp and this guy gettin folded
Copy my flow n my lyrics i know it
Line on my desc i get rdy
[Bridge]
To snort it
Poppin a xan and im rdy lets go
Aim on his head with a Glock n i blow
Movin the crack bitch im movin the dope
Half of these rappers they do this for show yuh
Ye they to this for show, do this for show yuh aye

[Verse 2]
To be honest, i would love to get sum money with this shit
But i know all this won't happen i will not receive credit
So im grindin bitch im hustlin just to make my dream come tru
I don't know beside this music shit what else i might should do
Pull skrt off inna phantom ugh
Bitch im strapped up with a cannon ugh
.44, its a magnum ugh
He twitchin i think its a spasm ugh
Portion, portion
Poppin the seal n im dosin
Shootin in his face ugh ugh
Droppin his body inda ocean