[Verse 1: st47ic]
And my life just like a movie
All you n***as is just some goofies
You don’t tote no K’s (Hol' up)
Pull that choppa, he ain’t goin' shoot me
You don’t tote no K’s (Hol' up)
Pull that choppa, he ain’t goin' shoot me
You don’t tote no K’s (Hol' up)
You don’t tote no K’s
You don’t tote no K’s (Hol' up)
You don’t tote no K’s
You don’t tote no K’s
You don’t tote no K’s (Hol' up)
You don’t tote no K’s (Hol' up)
Pull that choppa, he ain’t goin' shoot me

[Verse 2: xaviersobased]
Swag, swag, yeah bitch I flex
Hell yeah, I get that motherfucking check
Imma pull up on a n***a with that Tec
Bad stripper bitch, yeah she give me neck
Run off with his chain, and he like, “What the heck?!”
I don’t fuck with her man cause she’s a lame
Watch the top, bitch, cause I’m aiming for your head
Bad stripper bitch, yeah she give head
NYC, yeah I’m fuckin upper west
NYC, yeah I’m fuckin upper west