[Chorus]
Look-loo-look at yo man, fuck it, bluck em'
Twin XDs, you can't duck it
Where my money at, shit can get ugly
He didn't die? He so lucky
Boy, he didn't die? Shoot em' again
She like my style? Want hold my hand
She like, " Baby, come be my man"
Yeah, I'm gon' need the advance, whoa

[Verse 1]
Reflex on the g2 in hands
[?]
He scared of me, scared of my friends
[?] off them xans
Hot boy tryna' take my chance
We gon' light this bitch up like lamp
Take this bitch to the sand, she don't really think you her man
She love when I sing, she love my talent, she love my takes, then she love my palette
We came for the bricks, now it's a castle
I want the bread, and he tryna tackle
She ride dick, but she a lil' flat
She tryna' fuck me, don't know me like that
No, no, no, bitch, can't be your dad, go get some money, you goin' out sad

[Verse 2]
(Sad, sad, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
[?] (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Stack it up, till' it hit the fan (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[?] like that
Many chances as you [?], wanna be me, but you can't
For some shoes, we gon' leave you down
Get high, just like a ramp
[?] just like a stamp
New [?], like a champ
Short n***a, got long ass bands
Fuck the talkin', boy, make you dance
Choppa' bullets don't take no chance
Love it when I get high, [?]
N***a, cause' I can't fall, ay
N***a, cause' I can't fall, ay
N***a, cause' I can't fall
[Chorus]
Look at yo man, fuck it, bluck em'
Twin XDs, you can't duck it
Where my money at, shit can get ugly
He didn't die? He so lucky
Boy, he didn't die? Shoot em' again
She like my style? Want hold my hand
She like, " Baby, come be my man"
Yeah, I'm gon' need the advance