[Intro]
([?])

[Verse]
Hmm, too many bitches I don't really got time for this shit
Ha, all of my chains on in the hood rocking that shit, let's go
New tape dropping I'll get me a bust-down wrist
Got two bad bitches wanna suck my dick
We stopping that shit if you slide on the 6
We slide in the 4, we slide with that stick
We lit up that porch, that shit got lit
He was running his mouth damn his ass got killed
And we ran in his house it's a hundred-band lick
Really broke in his house and I took me a shit
Got too many bands but never the lick
Don't bring her around, she might just get hit
Caught a flight outta town, I needed a trip
She be holding it down, that money buy bitches
She from outta town, she got other n***as
I'm cool with that shit, I got other bitches
Ain't fucking with twelve, ain't fucking with snitches
That [?] Jeep, I had that shit [?]
Let me get it back, let's get-get-get it
Got two bricks in the ki-ki-kitchen
Like Ike & Tina I'ma whip-whip-whip it
I don't do no disses I'ma really go get him
Too many bitches left that ho in the telly
She ain't give up that pussy so I asked "[?]"
Fucking her friend 'cause I knew she was ready
Got too many bags now I got two tellies
When I bond outta jail said "Free my celly"
When I go the bank get the bags let's go
And these bitches ain't shit only here for the fetti
On the side of the road with a broke down Chevy
I be speaking the facts and they really ain't ready
I Amiri my jeans ain't rocking no [?]
And I'm married to lean 'cause I'm really an addict
Who is that? Goonew causing all that static
Might hop out that truck with that .45 blam
He got a ghost Glock man that shit might jam
And I hopped out with Drac' but he ran so fast
We gon' double back on 'em we gon' stick to the plan
Real trap n***a flip phone still jam