[Verse]
Eight seconds left on the shot clock, I'ma score
Don't worry 'bout how much Wock' I got, I'ma pour
We was talkin' 'bout Act', you a half a line, I'm a four
That's a bullet hole in your brother face, ho, that's not a sore
N***as talkin' 'bout a lot of bullshit that's not important
On some bullshit, what I just spent on drank, could've bought a foreign
State to state with the OJs, we call that tourin'
Old-school A.L. Pharma in, we call that orange
Bitch, I'm a one-of-one Chanel shoe, you an Air Jordan
Hutch and Gary did all my ice, you wearin' Jordan
Had to tell Mike strap it up, he a fan fucker
Big sack of rocks by my nuts, I'm a gram tucker
I been pourin' drank all day, then shot the K, my hand sore
N***as ain't my n***as, just my son, my friend four
I got some white dope, but they want the tan more
Cold as hell cookin' dope, I need a hand warmer
That other car want a hundred racks, the Lam' a quarter
Get your ass beat by Da Yung OG with a fan recording
When you walk into my living room, all you smell is Morton
Got a bad Westside bitch, I met her at L. George's
I just found a new spot, finna take a thousand pills to Florida
Can't get no work from my Cuban friend 'cause he got deported
Ten mil' so loud, when I blow it, it sound distorted
Zombie Files, me and Lou drank a pint, it was not recorded
Yeah, I had four hoes knocked up, but they got abortions
Send my lil' dogs to put the play down, I'ma get a portion
I just made some shit off the Greyhound to go buy a Porsche
I always keep it real with KeKe, but I lie to Porcia
Woke up and drunk a whole pint, I died this morning
If you see me with some Mikes on, you can't find these Jordans
You ain't even have your mic on, mines was recording
Don't give a fuck about my other friends, but Mike important
Wintertime, flew down to Miami, I ain't like the weather
Touched down and it was kinda cool, bought an Off-White sweater
Yeah, I'm gettin' off with the rap, but I get off white better
If I feel you don't know shit 'bout the lean, I might stretch it
I'm so plugged with the drank, when I buy it, I might not check it
Okay, the car I'm in go two hundred, I might not wreck it
Bitch fucked a bum n***a raw, now her whole life infected
I was just fucked up, my license tell it
Yeah, that was an old picture
Fold my socks up 'fore I sleep, I'm an old n***a
N***a gettin' deeper in the beef, he a hole digger
I only fuck with Gary when I'm buyin' rose, I'm a golddigger
Up the four-five on the stage, now the show canceled
Your baby daddy never shot a K, he a whole dancer
Had the city fucked up, pulled up in an old Phantom
Took off runnin' from the state boys, threw him dope backwards
N***a, you ain't gotta book my shows, I'm my own manager
[Outro]
N***a, haha
Ghetto Boyz shit, n***a, know what the fuck goin' on, it's Rio