[Intro]
Vroom
Gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang

[Verse]
Drop the top on the Coupe
N***a who the fuck is you
Run in yo' house and I take all your loot
N***a I got all the rocks in my shoe
N***as are sick like the got the flu
Run up on me I blow you like a flute
Servin' them pounds, by the Citgo
N***as they hate 'cause I took they hoe
Fuck school, fuck a honor roll
In the kitchen and I'm flippin' O's
Keep the Gat in the backpack
Run up and I'll click-clack
I got the O's, I got the O's
And I'm flippin' on the stove
These n***as hoes, these n***as hoes
These n***as mad I got hoes
I'm off the Xanny, I gotta stop
N***a you run up and you is a op
N***as they hate, they just gon' flop
Automatic Glocks, I'm totin' a mop
Hang up the phone if it ain't about dope
That's all I need, that's all I want
I get the money man I gotta go
I get the money man I'm on the road
Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring
Look at the diamonds in my pinky ring
N***as hatin' but it's not a thing
Cop another pistol then I let it bang
Bitches is stupid they actin' so manly
I'm totin' they steamer, I'm totin' the Stanley
These n***as run up then I'm hurtin' they family
My bitch name is Cammy I'm fuckin' on cammy
I got so much bitches these bitches is hoes
My bank account big man, it just might explode
I need my gun, I need it now
N***as they hatin' I just made a thou'
Bring me my choppa man it's goin' now
N***as want beef at me up in the South
You want yo' bitch then come get that whore
Them bitches is borin' and yo' bitch be whorin'
And look at my diamonds, my diamonds like wow
I need that cash I need it now
Put holes in a n***a like Ricky
Thirty rounds sit in my Dickies, yuh
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Smokin' Vicky Icky Vicky
[Outro]
Bitch
(Beat Fades Out)