How you sitting around with no pape? You need to make motion
Beat the Donnies, I went in raw just 'cause I hate Trojans
Ain't no debate, the niggas want my place, but I'ma stay on it
Rapping gangster shit, you really gay, these niggas ain't knowing
F*ck a bitch , then never text her back 'cause her shit was boof
Yeah, I done lied all them times, I'm finna tell the truth
Ran it up and do it all again, it got my pape flowing
Can't buy a zip, the niggas hella broke and buy eighths only
Niggas holding uncle pipes, they are not gonna shoot it
Stop thinking life a game, 'cause when you die, you are not rebooted
Cut a bitch off, she said we friends, I am not that stupid
Turn the beat on, I'm punching, finna make music
Okay, let's be frl, you niggas not nun
You seen me irl, y'all keep it pushing and ain't sock on some
I'll take a high speed, ain't pulling over if the cops start coming
You flexing lil money, O.T.G., I got a lot more hundreds
Why he mad? It's prob 'cause he got his bitch f*cked
O.T.G., you knowing that's the gang, we never clicc up
These hollow tips that's coming out the glocc, it give you hiccups
I call the wood Bruce Lee, the way this shit punch
This shit I talk, a abomination
Nigga, you ain't tryna get no pape, change the conversation
Ain't lock in, you know that I did like a combination
I'll give my nigga 20 bands, what I look like hating
Big chops like it's Call of Duty
Freak bitch, I get her room, she tryna make a movie
It's money on the floor, bitch get away, I don't want no coochie
Bag chaser, running to the chip like my last name Unchie