Talking 'bout you popping tags, n***a you ain't bought shit
Talking bout a hunned bottles, n***a you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, n***a you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, n***a you ain't fuck shit

Talking 'bout you popping tags, n***a you ain't bought shit
Talking bout a hunned bottles, n***a you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, n***a you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, n***a you ain't fuck shit

Shit
Shit

Bought the ho a hunned pair of red bottoms
Thats a quarter milly on a hand job my n***a
Blllll stick'em fuck you and every n***a came witcha
Gone put a n***a on a picture
Gone put a n***a on a t-shirt
Back in the day when a n***a sell dope
I'mma slap your daddy allofdem put'em in a hole
Glock 40 whooo
My ambitions as a rider
Sipping on lean getting higher
N***a im a codein buyer
No you not a foreign whip driver
Shoutout to the shooters and the shooters only
You never walk around with alot of money
Bundles falling all out your pocket
When you hit'em in the head can you keep a solid
Bulletproof whip we'll blow it up
Like some raw uncut don't blow it up
Represent your gang n***a throw it up
I don't give a fuck where you at n***a throw it up
Talking 'bout you popping tags, n***a you ain't bought shit
Talking bout a hunned bottles, n***a you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, n***a you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, n***a you ain't fuck shit

Talking 'bout you popping tags, n***a you ain't bought shit
Talking bout a hunned bottles, n***a you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, n***a you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, n***a you ain't fuck shit

Catch a n***a slipping at the red light
With ya AK, let me see you shoot it
You're a goon, you're a goon, you're a goon, you're a goon
N***a let me see you prove it
Presidential rollie and its glidin'
Love a n***a wrist when its shinin'
Hate a n***a wrist when its blingin'
So I went and added more diamonds
Hot boy n***a, BG
Thats the way these young n***as eat
Drinking on syrup can't sleep
Keep a couple standing with ya partner
Blockbuster n***as running around with real choppers
N***a what's the color of them bottles, they ain't gold
And you moving round with ya ho
You ain't even sticking to the code
Pimps up, pimps up, hoes down, hoes down
A pool full of money and I'm 'bout to drown
I'mma fool on the corner with that Bobby Brown
Button up suits at the Grammy's
Had to turn it up for the family
Yes I'm a freebandz bandit
Talking 'bout you popping tags, n***a you ain't bought shit
Talking bout a hunned bottles, n***a you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, n***a you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, n***a you ain't fuck shit