[Intro]
(9c6tc, you hard as fuck, n***a)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Chorus]
My Glock keep me company
Standing on my money, so that mean, you n***as under me
Know you see the gang right here, don't even think of touching me
And it don't matter how I treat the bitch, she still in love with me
Hey, get the picture
Bitch, I got a bag 'cause I'm a six figure n***a
That boy talking shit, okay, that choppa get up with ya
Diamonds going crazy, you too close, they almost bit ya
She calling me her mister

[Verse]
And I'm running up the bag with the gang
You can't hang with us, hold this L, 'cause you a lame
Long-range sniper, hit my shots like I'm Dame
I just want the money, ya'll lil boys can keep the fame
Aye, I just like my trucks double R
I be shining bright, now, your bitch wanna hang with a star
Uh, taking her back to the telly, she taking it off, she taking it all
And all my clothes from overseas, I don't even be shopping at malls
These hoes be so trife', that's why I can't wife
Thinking that they love you but they ruining your life
I just got a check, we run it back up, we doing it twice
Copped me a new Nina, oh my God, it feels so nice (Woah, woah)
(Gunshot)
[Outro]
Get the picture
Bitch, I got a bag 'cause I'm a six figure n***a
That boy talking shit okay that choppa get up with ya
Diamonds going crazy, you too close, they almost bit ya
She calling me her mister
And I'm running up the bag with the gang
You can't hang with us, hold this L, 'cause you a lame
Long-range sniper, hit my shots like I'm Dame
I just want the money, ya'll lil boys can keep the fame