[Verse]
Got my gun in the party going dumb since a shawty
I Ain’t never like Revolvers fall in love with a 40
Doing high speeds sum sported got me feeling like Jeff Gordon papi shooting bitch he scoring (?) like I was touring they said pap go see somebody they say pap you need somebody I say bitch pass me a raw cause (?) they like pap you tweaking prolly bitch I know when I see somebody when i sleep I hold my bitch but next to my bitch the stick beside me start a party get excited most n***as ready to shoot before they fight ya brought my gun was tryna hide it but my momma found that in my closet I’m talking about pounds I just get high as shit
Jump in my car and start driving quick cuz ask me whеn I’m gone call it quits had to sell dope and rob for all my shit can’t onе n***a that did me shit I speak out my mind I don’t need no piss sipping wockesha I don’t do no gin crack the side door kick the windows in got a drop that it’s his so bitch we in rob the shit out a n***a ain’t seen him again 556 knock off ya limb hope I don’t get no blood on my timbs they like pap you need to go see some type of counseling (?) this drug dealing music not that bouncy shit (?) not that counter-fit gun shots probably be therapeutic this my soul this more than music they tryna do me like lil boosie but I'm build (?) bitch we can do it like cuz say don’t pull it out if you won’t shoot it before you even ask me I'm gon do it walk down on a n***a before he get to moving put the pistol to his ribs what you doing rob damn near every n***a I’m cool with me and cuz got bored we used to do shit pop out board day execution shoot at you and every n***a you with rap good as shit but you don’t do that gun in yo hood you never blew that miss my dog why you do that I’ll give everything just to have you back