2 P.M.
[Intro]
Aye tho
Talk my shit
Yea look...
[Verse 1]
Stomp a n***a out in the club, I dare he mean mug
7 ounces in a 20 oz, yeah I love the drugs. In court looking mean as fuck, cuz I hate the judge
N***a you don't even got a car, how you the plug?
I be wit yo bitch getting high off that percocet, never met the bitch she cashed me out [?]
Ion need yo heart, look bitch I need a Rolex, a condo, a Benz, a Z06 corvette
Big choppas n***a in the field like we huntin
Typa n***a go for it baby I ain't puntn
Ask them bitches that you be with, I ain't frontin;
You posting other n***as shit, n***a you be bluffing
They gave my n***a all that time, down in the sucka
Ain't fucking with no goofy as n***as im a hustla
I lost hope, I been broke never been no busta
She can't even get my dick hard, then I won't touch her
[Interlude]
Huh...
You know we on that shit man, Feel me?
Ain't fuckin with no sucka ass n***as...
Fuckin with them bitches man. bitches can't even hold a n***a down man
Better stack that money up n***a. run that shit up n***a
Have that lawyer ready n***a...
[Verse 2]
I'm the hottest out my section, know our rap, know our street shit, I need a V12 you can keep that V6
Slap a n***a all in the club over a sneak diss
Forgiato's on everything boy it be bleed shit
Hit the count jail, call my ion need shit
Yelling out "Move Bitch" just like I'm Ludacris
Im a boss you seen a [?]
Fuck being broke, I snatch a n***a out his shit quick
Late nights tipping through the city I ran all lights
Was on wit the suckas so we bump heads, we finna fight
N***a you ain't instagram trooper, you ain't got stripes
I'm a die shooting when a n***a try to take my life
Summer OT sippin lean on a private flight
N***as always gas these hoes up but I don't know the hype
Ballin on these n***as eyes closed n***a like Mike
Same n***a I was up the road you ain't send the kite
[Outro...]
Aye tho
Talk my shit
Yea look...
[Verse 1]
Stomp a n***a out in the club, I dare he mean mug
7 ounces in a 20 oz, yeah I love the drugs. In court looking mean as fuck, cuz I hate the judge
N***a you don't even got a car, how you the plug?
I be wit yo bitch getting high off that percocet, never met the bitch she cashed me out [?]
Ion need yo heart, look bitch I need a Rolex, a condo, a Benz, a Z06 corvette
Big choppas n***a in the field like we huntin
Typa n***a go for it baby I ain't puntn
Ask them bitches that you be with, I ain't frontin;
You posting other n***as shit, n***a you be bluffing
They gave my n***a all that time, down in the sucka
Ain't fucking with no goofy as n***as im a hustla
I lost hope, I been broke never been no busta
She can't even get my dick hard, then I won't touch her
[Interlude]
Huh...
You know we on that shit man, Feel me?
Ain't fuckin with no sucka ass n***as...
Fuckin with them bitches man. bitches can't even hold a n***a down man
Better stack that money up n***a. run that shit up n***a
Have that lawyer ready n***a...
[Verse 2]
I'm the hottest out my section, know our rap, know our street shit, I need a V12 you can keep that V6
Slap a n***a all in the club over a sneak diss
Forgiato's on everything boy it be bleed shit
Hit the count jail, call my ion need shit
Yelling out "Move Bitch" just like I'm Ludacris
Im a boss you seen a [?]
Fuck being broke, I snatch a n***a out his shit quick
Late nights tipping through the city I ran all lights
Was on wit the suckas so we bump heads, we finna fight
N***a you ain't instagram trooper, you ain't got stripes
I'm a die shooting when a n***a try to take my life
Summer OT sippin lean on a private flight
N***as always gas these hoes up but I don't know the hype
Ballin on these n***as eyes closed n***a like Mike
Same n***a I was up the road you ain't send the kite
[Outro...]