[Intro]
808 Mafia
Cicero on the beat
Where's the dope from n***a
What you mean

[Hook]
I prefer to have a Glock
With extended thirty shot
I ain't punchin' in the clock
I prefer to work the block
But I wasn't anyway
I prefer to have a knot
Ain't no movin' in this bitch
We only trappin' out the spot
So many fours' up in the driveway
Think that I could stock the lot
I prefer to get it fast
Stack it all way to the top
I ain't one these lil' bitch rap n***as
Got too much swag, got to flop
I heard that pussy n***a dissin', put ten-thousand on his top

[Verse 1]
I ain't worried 'bout no n***a
I'm just worried 'bout this guap
I'ma get some more, got them attention
She ain't worried, 'bout my watch
She a over nasty bitch
And she more than a thot
Bitch it more than a trap house
'Cause I got like twenty spots
Plenty guap, got plenty guns
Shootin' up, plenty (spot)
They gon' think you pussy if you let a n***a pass
Rude, evil bitch
I'ma kill you for my cash
I prefer to hop up in the coupe, and fly past in my Jag
Like my money slow
And I like my money fast
Pull up paper tag, drivin' fast
With a bitch that's bad
I prefer to have two hunnit, cash
Stuffed up in the bag
Hope my name ain't gettin' no fuckin' swag
They just got to cap
[Hook]
I prefer to have a Glock
With extended thirty shot
I ain't punchin' in the clock
I prefer to work the block
But I wasn't anyway
I prefer to have a knot
Ain't no movin' in this bitch
We only trappin' out the spot
So many fours' up in the driveway
Think that I could stock the lot
I prefer to get it fast
Stack it all way to the top
I ain't one these little bitch rap n***as
Got too much swag, got to flop
I heard that pussy n***a dissin', put ten-thousand on his top

[Verse 2]
Two seat sits on Forgies
Pull up to the party so important
Your bitch she adore me
Said she wanna ride me like a Harley
When she get home, beat that bitch
You need to beat her 'til she sorry
Tell her mind her fuckin' business
Yellin' you ain't got no money
Tellin' how you is a goofy
Actin' like you got some money
Mercedes, ride in Bentley coupe
And fashion is my daily habit
I prefer to have a half of million stuffed inside my mattress
I said fuck a bank account and everybody started laughin'
Ain't too many rappers independent, flexin' how i'm flexin'
Guru naked, sippin' pint's of Act
Comin' straight from Texas
Just been locked up for a whole year
Missin' all the action
Can't break home, in the trap
Z Money ya he fuckin' taxin'
[Hook]
I prefer to have a Glock
With extended thirty shot
I ain't punchin' in the clock
I prefer to work the block
But I wasn't anyway
I prefer to have a knot
Ain't no movin' in this bitch
We only trappin' out the spot
So many fours' up in the driveway
Think that I could stock the lot
I prefer to get it fast
Stack it all way to the top
I ain't one these little bitch rap n***as
Got too much swag, got to flop
I heard that pussy n***a dissin', put ten-thousand on his top