[Verse]
Smokin' on gas, smokin' on [?]
Lil n***a, I don't do no xans
Fuck n***a, watch me move with the pans
Spinnin' hard, no ceiling fan
[?], I got too many bands
Ice on my wrist, I'm the real snowman
Yeah, I'm a rapper, but I'm not a fan
Blueprints, yeah I got the plan
Choppa I bought with me, got good grip
Smoking on woods, you smoking on wood till
AR-15 give em a facelift, still bustin' juggs on lift
He wanna flex like me, get a membership
Shooter gon' shoot, he gon' empty out the clip
N***as be mad at the way that I live
They shippin' the pack, watch it flip
I see 12, I'ma transport
I had the dope in my Concords
I just get geeked like a dork
Fuck a pig, I don't eat no pork
She want me to eat it, I don't see a spoon or a fork
Moving around like I'm in New York
Need a bad bitch, but she can't be a whore
Gucci Slides while I'm rocking Dior
Smoking on green, it's green like a Dinosaur
Diamonds too much, and it make me want more
Pull up in a Mazi, he pull up in a Ford
All white J's like the lord
Go to the city to see them, but I'm not a tour
[?] fuck the remorse
And my gang [?] bitch a course
Pull up in a Rari and you see the horse
Yeah, I'm an asshole, yeah I'm a jerk
Don't do no xans, I don't do no percs
[?] got my neck hurt
Lil bitch, what's your net worth?
Pouring the lean in a Kool-Aid pitcher
Yo bitch like me cause I'm that n***a
Kick that bitch out, like she was on flipper
Smoking that gas, that's all in my liver
[Chorus]
Bitch I'm that n***a (I'm just that n***a)
Coolin' counting with my fuckin' figures
[?], caught up in a Thriller
Rolling around with my gang, though
Bitch I'm that n***a (I'm just that n***a)
Coolin' counting with my fuckin' figures
Shipping the packs, yeah, they been delivered
Gotta move just like me, gotta move quicker
Bitch, I'm that n***a