I'm paranoid as f*ck cause I ride with the blitz, bitch you hear that 4-8-2 just know we turnin' up the city
Niggas think we choppa, boys I ain't hide, I'm in the city
Strike six, send his ass to the other side
I ain't got the 40, so I'm laying off a hundred times
Hell, you f*ck a bottle, bitch, you seen this momma cryin
Bitch, they screamin' homicide
All niggas on that rug, we ain't stoppin' till we exit nine
Look me in my face, bitch, I told you that I'm f*ckin' fine
Ahh
Living niggas dead
Me and bro, me and the army, these niggas heads
If the bullets on our ass, we hoppin' on our legs
Bitch, I only got a shooter's ass once cause these bullets red
I ain't lyin' through this shit up on my own
I ain't lyin' through this shit up on my own
I ain't lyin', I ain't lyin' through this shit up on my own
I ain't lyin' through this shit up on my own
Rich for ass, nigga
I ain't lyin' up on this bitch, I'm on my own
I ain't lyin' up on this bitch, I'm on my own
Me and Birdie made a hundred off that phone
Slide down a nigga block, my nigga did, do you wrong
Tryna tell my niggas chill out, they steady doin' wrong
Same thing, they got my nigga caught up to fishes on that phone
Me and Birdie ridin' with three blicks, yeah, we ridin' bold
Go on the drill, switch the whip, then we hit the road
Put your love in the bitch, she gon' do your ass wrong
Bullets get behind this bitch, I ain't gon' stop cause I'm on go
Rich for ass, nigga
That's your boys
I'm 42, shit, I'm 18, nigga