[Hook]
Ridin through the city strapped up, me and my baby
Lot of fuck n***as pissed off because I made it
Real ass n***a all day, ain’t shit fugazy
But don't try to play me (Breeet) that bitch go crazy
Ridin through the city strapped up, me and my baby
Lot of fuck n***as pissed off because I made it
Real ass n***a all day, ain't shit fugazy
But don't try to play me (Breeet) that bitch go crazy

[Verse 1]
I’ve never been no fake or no fug n***a
Bitch throw a 100 only a third n***as fall with ‘em
Come let we win it, we hold shots and let the bus [?]
Got grimy n***as throwing dirt until we dust n***as
Place gone wild
We hold it down
We got shooters on the team
And bitches on the prowl
We got money on the way
This shit I’m achieving blowing loud
I got night in our pockets fuck n***as I ain’t worry about
I keep that pistol on my left
Riding through the city ayeeahhh
Thinking ‘bout the time
Is there is anyone coming with me
All about a dollar, I never let a bitch play me
Make a fug n***a take shots like he celebrating
Better stay away from that, hey shit it’s contagious
Ever bring that shit my way, you ain't goin’ make it

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[Verse 2]
Started off selling way straight out my pop’s house
On my way to the top I’ve took them out so
A lot of fuck n***as pissed off because I’m hot now
I ball like Mr. Clean but ain’t nothing to bring em up so
40 Cal on my hip, yup, that’s my favourite
Guess who I stay with, I ain’t the one to play with
I made it, they hate it, can’t take it
Yow maybe you won’t taste it, just face it
All up from the dirt
Back then couldn't wait until the first
Now I get paid for every verse
Every show every walk to even [?]
I’m the greatest i commemerge
But the fire in the church
All the [?] homie flexing
Like a swag, like a surfs
My Swag, all the bitches go bezurk
Checking on me like a clerk
I ain't flexin’ on my exs, but all them bitches hurt
I am not a shorty child, but the clips up in the purse
Pussy run up in the [?]
Get your face upon his shirt

[Hook]