Yeah, I got to hustle, bitch, I'm really like that
Yeah, we got that muscle, all my niggas fight back
Huh, why you think you finna get your pipe back
I don't want her, why you think that I would wanna wife that
Nah, I ain't givin' no hand
None of you niggas my friend
Shawty get it off of my phone
You can go cry in the stands
Money hungry bitch, she just want the crumbs
I don't trust a hoe, I'm ridin' with the chrome
Dismiss the hoe
Bitch, gone!
She screamin' my name, cause she loaded
Whole gang ice out, we frozen (We Cold)
Chillin' with the hoes, chillin' with the bros
I'ma take my time won't let the devil take my soul
Yeah lil shawty fine, and you know that she on go
Yeah, I got them packs, but you know I need a load
Yeah, I'm that kid, yeah, I'm that goat
You can have her everyday, but I'ma get her when I want her
I can't talk about no check if it ain't got a f*ckin' comma
Yeah, the way that I cook shit, these niggas think it's Benihana
I'ma just stay out the way, no, I don't do the f*ckin' drama
Stay up out my face, you just a lame bitch
Call me Flash, you don't know my name, bitch
Young nigga from Atlanta, you don't speak my language
I heard that he Slime for real
I'm tryna see what he 'bout
Lil' buddy had told me he kill
I'm tryna get to that money for real
And I be poppin' them seals, yeah
I told him he finna get put on a plate
I put that lil' boy on the grill