[Intro]
Aye, out west 290 shit, bitch, you know how I'm rockin', n***a
Get your guns up, get your funds up, you on that opp shit, get mopsticked, bitch
YSN, young street n***a, aye
This bitch say she like my watch, bitch say she like my car
Ridin' solo dolo but I'm hangin' out with my Glock
Police got behind me, did I pull over? Hell naw
I might bust my dashboard, get up with me, fuck y'all

[Verse 1]
I pull up on you at the light, then I leave you at the light
Slidin' off, your shit crash, in the sidewalk, all in the grass
I'm in the club, high off drugs, bitch n***a better not mean mug
Security ain't even search me, I just snuck past him with the snuff
Told that bitch I like her sundress and I take it off
I aim at your head, chopper make a mess, take it off
Sniper on the roof, roof, with this bitch, I'm a dog
There was fleas on your ass, n***a, you wan' bite 'em off
I got shorties on my payroll, get your halo, they knock you off
My bitch, I feel like John Gotti, I might catch me a new body
If you ain't 'bout gettin' money, n***a, then you need to find you a new hobby
Whole lotta money, whole lotta gold, like I sold my soul to the Illuminati
Pussy n***a this a Ferrari, this ain't no Maserati
My bitch got one hell of a body, she foreign like Bugatti
Alexander McQueen 'cause, bitch, I'm a designer fiend
I buy Balmains, expensive jeans and I fill 'em with Gs
[Hook]
Aye, my car go poof, it ain't got no roof
N***as say you're gettin' money but yeen no proof
Pussy n***a fuck with me then your life go poof
I'm a player, don't be surprised if your bitch go poof
And if you're icy to me, your neck and wrist go poof
The police tryna build a case but they ain't got no proof
I'll fuck his bitch 'til she drown and she ain't got no juice
Thinkin' 'bout gettin' on my level that's a hell of a stoop

[Verse 2]
Aye, your racks go poof, then your sack go poof
Tryna run from me, chopper make your back go poof
The police chasin' me, I make this beat, 12 on poof
We put n***as on a stretcher now they callin' for truce
I'm mixin' Hennessy with pills, bitch, I'm high off the deuce
Them n***as lyin' in they rhymes, they ain't tellin' the truth
I got a ugly bag, boy, I bought your bitch bag
I got a ugly swag, my designer a mismatch
We just pull up on a n***a block with 100 shots, then the 100 train comin'
I fuck a bitch, never call her back, tell her that I love her, I was game runnin'
She ate my dick up, bon apetit, bitch got a tongue like Cardi B
Infrared beams on everything, might be red, might be green
Bowleg bitch might be thick, might be slim, might be lean
I don't sip lean, but I pop beans, feelin' like I'm high off everything
Foe'nem leave no witnesses, we be shootin' up everything
Fuck a bitch 'cause I'm married to the game, only way I buy a wedding ring
Run up on a n***a house, put the 4 nickel in a n***a mouth
Told him, "Give me all that shit", took so much dope, I ain't runnin' out
You want the shoes on my feet, well, they ain't even comin' out
Rappin' shit you ain't bout, these rap n***as love doin' shit for the clout
N***as loose at the mouth
[Hook]
My car go poof, it ain't got no roof
N***as say you're gettin' money but yeen no proof
Pussy n***a fuck with me then your life go poof
I'm a player, don't be surprised if your bitch go poof
And if you're icy to me, your neck and wrist go poof
The police tryna build a case but they ain't got no proof
I'll fuck his bitch 'til she drown and she ain't got no juice
Thinkin' 'bout gettin' on my level that's a hell of a stoop

[Outro]
Aye, aye, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, bitch
Out west 290 shit, you know how I'm rockin', n***a
Get your guns up, get your funds up
You on that opp shit, get mop sticked
Spvnk on the beat
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