[Intro]
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
What up, Sav? Ghetto Boyz shit
Alright

[Verse]
Bitch, stuff these pills in you and shoot to the 10
If you make it back safe, we can do it again
If I pop a n***a up and he survive, I'ma shoot him again
Last year, I— alright, alright
Last year, I dropped a tape and lost my mind, I'ma lose it again
Went broke and told myself I'll never wear Gucci again
Now I'm dripped down in fashion, in Louis Vuit-ten
Damn, I mean Louis Vuitton
Bought a Draco, forty shots on it, why would I shoot a nine?
Just had a pint, now I got an eight left, I drunk a deuce two times
My hitman hit blow, so you dead if he oohed a line
Whip out big strap in the club like, "N***a, move around"
Found an opp walkin' out that bitch, my shooter blew him down
I ain't talkin' 'bout no Minute Maid, it's some juice around
My baby mama own еverything, but her coochie minе
Had a pint of red since I was six, it turned dookie brown
Built an empire off sellin' Cookie, I'm Lucious Lyon
Saw on Empire and bought a brick, what I'ma do with nine?
N***a said he made me run, that's a stupid lie
Even if he caught me slippin', I can't run, my shoes untied
'Fore I run from a n***a, I'll run for president
I got my gun on me, n***a, I ain't finna wrestle shit
[?] with Lou, and he let me buy an extra six
If I ain't had no rap money, I'd probably be sellin' bricks
'Cause I know the real plug and he showed me love
Ain't let shit go from my past, n***a, I can hold a grudge
Skub up the stick, then I hit him with a shoulder shrug
Gotta be up damn near half a mil' if we shoulder rub
That mean I only stand around bosses
Makin' shit happen, n***a, you just standin' 'round talkin'
I dropped one song and made damn near eighty grand off it
I got a brick of coke, I don't think a baby ass softer
My opp dropped a Scat', I might drop eighty in this charger
Quanny told me when he die, put a 380 in his coffin
I need some cough syrup, doc, 'cause lately, I been coughin'
I'll sell my last brick for ninety if you make me that offer
[Outro]
N***a, Ghetto Boyz shit, n***a
Free the whole ghetto
This ain't a freestyle, n***a, this a me-style
Y'all n***as can't fuck with me, n***a
810 shit, 313 shit
Ghetto Boyz shit
Free the whole ghetto
Rest in peace to the whole ghetto
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, we just gon' name this one me-style, 'cause this ain't a freestyle
N***a, this my style, bruh
Shit