[Verse 1]
Bitch i'm-Bitch i'm bout my business bout my money bout that check
Put a drum up in this bitch that's 50 in my tax
Call my crash dummy it's gone be a fuckin wreck
Smokin on this [?] I can feel it in my neck
Bitch I got this drake I got that [?] I got that fllraahh
If I see a opp I [?] the drum I shoot the fllraahh
Smoke up in the air I smell the lead I smell the fllraahh
Pull up to his block all you hear is fllraahh fllraahh fllraahh

[Hook]
Run-Run that boy down that boy is a dead man
I love smokin gas smokin on a dead man
I got hella rounds somethin like the lead man
I got hella guns somethin like the bread man

[Verse 2]
Bitch I lost my mind I lost my brother so I spazz out
It-It-It can be the smallest shit that make me wanna crash out
Cra-Crash out
Dash out
Bi-Bitch i'm from the damn south
Ca-Call up CYT he got the gas that make you pass out
Why you tryna tell mе how to sell my own shit
You ain't even know but I ran off with yo zip
You is hеlla goofy towed a gun without a clip
Whatchu gonna do when I let this choppa rip
Whatchu gonna do when I run off with yo pack
You-You-You-You know where I stay better come and get it back
You know-You know what I drive I be posted in a scat
You ain't got the balls imma snake it you's a rat
[Outro]
Bitch i'm bout my business bout my money bout that check
Put a drum up in this bitch that's 50 in my tax
Call my crash dummy it's gone be a fuckin wreck
Smokin on this [?] I can feel it in my neck
Bitch I got this drake I got that [?] I got that fllraahh
If I see a opp I [?] the drum I shoot the fllraahh
Smoke up in the air I smell the lead I smell the fllraahh
Pull up to his block all you hear is fllraahh fllraahh fllraahh
Run-Run that boy down that boy is a dead man
I love smokin gas smokin on a dead man
I got hella rounds somethin like the lead man
I got hella guns somethin like the bread man