[Verse 1]
Glock on my hip watch me trap in designer
They jus came in now Im changin the climate
Ima trap n***a beside all the rhymin
U cross the gang n***a ain't no rewindin
Weigh out the pack n remix it
We got good dope for low ticket
Trap in the trenches
On the (?) talkin (?), taxin if I pull up wit it
Bitch I gotta get it
I was 14 in the trap
Glock 23 on my lap
These n***as cap
We never went thru a drought
Think Im jus rappin get wrapped
I can not diss to get clout
Alot of these n***as bitches
My 40 Glock got extension
Im Bloody n all them n***a crippin
Yo money funny, eddie griffin
Im ballin hard like the pistons
Run up the money go get it
U say u want smoke bitch we wit it
Errbody rappin they grippin
Glock 23 wit extension
Aye, leave a lil fuck n***a missin
Im activis double cup sippin
See how the gang handle business
Bitch we the deathrow new edition
I was in jail wit that pack
I treat the beat like a snack
I go to war wit the rats
Bitch I put the hood on my back
Aye aye, they know LilCJ go get it, go run up the money go run up the money
They know we keep them big thookas, my lil n***a hungry, that clip hold a hunnid
They know LilCJ bout business, I dont need a n***a I did this shit uno deep
They know Im still a gorilla I came from the jungle Im straight out of village creek
Make sure u (?) up my energy
Put sum respeck on my name when u mention me
Up on the opp make a n***a feel victim, I clear that bitch out like a mini me
I know these lil n***as hate
Cause they ain't got on no plate
Call my young ape
Lil bro gon up from the waist
We in the hood everyday
Quick to pull up where u stay
Quick to drive down wit a K
We got good dope from the bay
Break down the door on the (?)
N go make a play
Fuck n***a stay out my way
Yeah they mad cause I took off
My (?) a boss
Never ask em what it cost
Break down a P of that (?)
Not takin no loss
Big homie got the best soft
2 (?)
2 months I saw my shit frost
I used to trap out the (?)
My young n***a knockin shit off
Get to him for a low cost, n***a
Run up the money go get it
U say u want smoke bitch we wit it
Aye, errbody rappin they grippin
Glock 23 wit extension
Aye, leave a lil fuck n***a missin
Im activis double cup sippin
Aye aye, see how the gang handle business
Bitch we the deathrow new edition
I was in jail wit that pack
I treat the beat like a snack
I go to war wit the rats
Bitch I put my hood on my back
Aye, they know LilCJ go get it, go run up the money go run up the money
They know we keep them big thookas, my lil n***a hungry, that clip hold a hunnid