[Verse 1:RJ]
Give me all the pretty bitches
Guns with extensions
Getting more attention, all this heat change ya pigment
Hottest rapper out, blew hundreds is my description
In the mirror I see money, I got Ben Franklin descendants
Buzzing off bangin, then became a club favorite
Hoes wonder what my name is now, just tell them famous
R mutha fuck it, soft White Russian
Coke linger in my finger nails
Push it through the the PDL's
On my way to see the hoe, that I use to know
No liscence so I'm creeping as usual
Down the back block where it ain't safe for you to go
Only thing promised is a bag and a funeral
N***as say I'm one hit away from being super on
But if your waiting for a commercial watch the Super Bowl
I be on what snoop is on
Back when gin and juice was on
Murder was the case, roof gone like a superdome
I be on the same ol shit lil boosie on
N***as want the fade, I'll clip em send my shooters home
N***a on the front line
You should make the front page
N***as getting outta line, check em like a update
I ain't got a deal, lil e need an appeal
I'm like fuck that little money u owe me n***a Fareal
Yelling free all my real ones
Rest in peace tiny M, I'm
Hear a nightmare whenever I'm behind the wheel
My Heart goes out to Brenda bless her soul
N them kids they got to grow
Knowing there parents are gone
Nsaw shawty give my side panel
Red Versace flannel
I don't cuff these hoes unless it's ferragamo
I just bust reload, we come with heavy ammo
I'm mad I scuffed my 4's, had to handle my candle
Won't get stuck in a scandal
Saddle up in that new lambo
Life a gamble, hoes don't know me llamo
They just know I scramble
I just "?" hear these snakes raddle
See yo homies shadow
News say my n***a dead
I couldn't do nothing but change the channel
Cause I didn't want to shed another tear so I just changed the channel
Live and die up in these streets
They school me like my n***a nano