Stepped in, with a bad bitch and she really that
You ain't gotta ask is I'm getting it, pockets really fat
Glizzy's in the front seat
Chopper's in the back
If my granny knew how I get down she'd have a heart attack
Styling, not profiling niggas, know it's me
I be mixing carhart with the Rick like I'm from over seas
She can try her hardest but I know she can't get over me
Pinkies only ten milligrams, I ain't take no more than three
Trapping since sixteen
I ain't try the Percocet until after the lean
Even though I detox, she still say I'm a fein
Since that's what you want a nigga be I told bro pass the green
And I'm off a jigga like I be with Hov
I'm on Milly land but Freaky Fazo went to Morton grove
It get treacherous out in these streets gotta stay on ya toes
You know you can always call me, that's if you need a bow