What up, Face?
Uh-huh
Only out for that Pred
McQueen scarf on my head
They be rubbin' thru my dreads
While we swoonpin' up bread
Hitting spots, sellin' work
Yeah, we jugg hard, we hood stars
Whatchu ain't know?
Hey, Face, shoot me to the sto
Whatchu tryna po'
Like a six, we could do that
Out West, groovin' in Cali, I would do that
Dope air, exclusive as hell, off the crew neck
72-hour trap, cashin', bringin' loot back
And creepin' or gangbangin' when I'm askin' where them blues at
New hunnids in my denim, yeah I'm tryna spend it
Whatchu' got? Come on with it, gotta be a golden ticket
Pull up, ain't a dollar short, dat boy 'bout his business
Whatchu' pay for that piecе?
All blood money, pay my jewelеr five, tens, and twenties, all drug money
These n***as be purpin', takin' pictures with the plug money
Blockin' your blessings, runnin' off, you ain't got no money

Only out for them dead prezzies
I ain't bust down this watch
Just a plain prezzie
Your bitch call me daddy, but she call you petty
Broke as hell, actin' tight, 'bout that lil' fetty
We was broke, now my n***as heavy
Catch us disrespectin' foreigns, started from a Chevy
N***a, I don't need a Soul if I use the Navi
Quick to bust 'em out the wrapper put 'em in a baggie
Shit, n***a lied to my face, now how could you?
Fuck a lifetime, plugged for crumbs, now why would you?
Smellin' like Bond number nine, it's a nine in my hoodie
Seven-hour drive, me and five smokin' cookie
N***a, you might run into a plug if you book me
Ten thousand on your head, I had my n***a in your bushes
Devil on my back, I got my head straight
Get it out the booth or catch a Fed case
Sizzlin' plates, we eatin' great

Took her on a date, fuck her first night, I ain't gotta wait
Street n***as and killers, I deal with pape
Camouflage bait with the masks in the kitchen, bakin' cakes
I ain't doin' no shows, I'm in your state
I run through the bag, when they get low
Yo, they come and swap and shake
I'm just blessed that we eatin', I say my grace
I don't know about n***as, but it's a process
I'm weedin' out the snakes

Only out for them dead prezzies
I ain't bust down this watch
Just a plain prezzie
Your bitch call me daddy, but she call you petty
Broke as hell, actin' tight, 'bout that lil' fetty
We was broke, now my n***as heavy
Catch us disrespectin' foreigns, started from a Chevy
N***a, I don't need a Soul if I use the Navi
Quick to bust 'em out the wrapper put 'em in a baggage
I got six hoes piled up in a caddy
Got like fifteen bose in a brand new Navi
Why you worry about the price, you ain't gon' come and grab it
Got the police pissed in traffic, they can't catch the charlie
When you bust it off the rapper, they be soft like satin
When I fuck her, she be bustin' and be callin' naggin'
You can catch me in the kitchen, say I whip like granny
Kick your door and pick your kids up like the fuckin' nanny
Bitches wanna have my children, wanna start a family
I'm drivin' real light rose petals 'cause I ain't romantic
And a n***a ain't gotta fuck with me, that's fine and dandy
I got B.O., I got wavy n***as, that's like my family
A n***a try B.O. or the wavy, he gon' hide his family
I'll hit your block, forget about it, pop a zanny
I got blue money, pink money, cotton candy
I told Nina what the dick, guess the Glock a tranny

Only out for them dead prezzies
I ain't bust down this watch
Just a plain prezzie
Your bitch call me daddy, but she call you petty
Broke as hell, actin' tight, 'bout that lil' fetty
We was broke, now my n***as heavy
Catch us disrespectin' foreigns, started from a Chevy
N***a, I don't need a Soul if I use the Navi
Quick to bust 'em out the wrapper put 'em in a baggie