Bout a bag, if you want one, let me know Pay the usual crib, I think they at the door
I'm the man, you ain't met one like me, huh? Tell a nigga he gotta go, that nigga broke
Heard about your box, make you wanna use your Glock
Heard about your top, heard you got it on lock I ain't gotta say too much, you'll be on Fox
Say I'm the reason he died and I don't even know who shot
Flooded with all this guap, what bitch gon' tell me not
Say I'm the reason he died and I don't even know who shot
Got a lot of bows, I can flood your spot
Say you want some money, I can turn up your squad
Feel like notorious big, bitch, I'm ready to die
For my respect and mines, nigga, don't ask me why
I'm going to hell or jail when it come to mines
You don't wanna see that bitch come up and fire
I'm in the trap, I turn a four into a nine
Ever sold all in one day and didn't even try
I put them bitches on the plane, I make them fly
Got them for the low and sold them for the high
I don't talk to niggas, bitch, unless the money there
I ain't tryna f*ck if I can't stash no ps in here
I got bows for five, like it's lil creaser here
Let a nigga try and we gon' leave him here
Fell off with my heart, fell off in my bag
S.R.T. my motor, so I pull out fast
Workin, makin' clean money, but I got dirty shit
He told him on that clean gun, I got a dirty stick
You ain't a real trapper if you ain't whip that work to get a fit
You ain't a real trapper if you ain't whip that work to get a bitch
You ain't a real trapper if you ain't whip that work to get a whip
You ain't a real trapper if you never really rip your wrist
Bout a bag, if you want one, let me know
Pay the use yo crib, I think they at the door
I'm the man, you ain't met one like me, hoe
Tell that nigga he gotta go, that nigga broke
Heard about your box, make you wanna use your Glock
Heard about your top, heard you got it on lock
I ain't gotta say too much, you'll be on Fox
Say I'm the reason he die and I don't even know who shot