[Intro]
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What?
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Chanel N°9 what my bitch wanna wear
I can't put my hoe in no Balenciagas
When I'm in the trap house I get the dollars
I do anything to go get me some money
From sunday to sunday I'm serving junkies
[?] I'm ripping and running
Don't play with me I get to gunning
Was down on my dick, I ain't had nothing
I never asked for much, I had to make it out
In the trap house the junkies [?] out
I don't know what these n***as talking 'bout
I live everything these n***as rap about
I don't know why they go the capper route
Pull up on your block and pull the ratchet out
They like "Fleechy, why the fuck you spazzing out?"
I don't know why these n***as acting out
These n***as acting like they with the shit
Like I ain't gon' pull up with the glick
Like I ain't gon' pull up with a hundred in the stick
Aim it at any n***a, watch how they dip
These n***as act like they really on this shit
Like I won't pull up and fire off the rip
Like I won't pull this big ass glick off my hip
Better duck when I get to shooting shit
I might knock your fucking head off
Try to run we take your legs off
Getting money, then I sped out
I'm in that 4-0 thang
Jump out that bitch with four gold chain
Work in the trap house, I do a delivery
I'm in the trap house, they can not get rid of me
The junkies'll never get sick of me
I got that straight drop, work is that A1
I dare a n***a to say some'
I got my pistol, it take some'
I load this pistol and spray some'
[Intermission]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shh, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Bust down the bezel, can't do a plain jane
In interrogations, saying no name
These n***as pussy, they playing games
We pull up with that choppa, start spraying shit
Y'all n***as really some bitches and pussies
I shoot a n***a for talking and looking
Bitch I'm slimy and crooked
Don't leave no shit 'round me, my n***a, I'll book you

[Intermission]
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[Verse 3]
Probably was gon' put a hook on this shit, but instead I'll probably go all in
In the pot, n***a, go all in
Since a young n***a I been ballin'
I jumped out that [?], then I jumped in that foreign
I made a way for me and mine to all win
I'm the n***a that they wanna be
I'm the n***a that they try to be
I told my bitch "You just keep it a hundred, you get whatever, just don't lie to me"
I don't know nun' but Robin jeans, I don't want nun' but Robin jeans
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah