Ima meet dese niggas wit a mop
I go off adrenaline I never stop it
Don't know when a nigga gon get dis drop ye
Or when a nigga gon get his shot in
I was down bad I really mean it
That was the past that was an evening
Now I sell packs n I repeat it
(Yeeeaaaa)
Now I sell packs n I repeat it
He wanted half I made it even
Had to get even yeahhhh
I took the shoulder
I feel stuck im on them drugs baby
I'm as f*cked up as u no I am
N u no I can
Niggas Trollin dam
N da foreign fast but it don't keep up wit da cash
I'm on the bracelet getting track still I just did a lap
Fresh out of jail ain't get none back
Still I just did my taxes
N foreal I hid da strap so Dey still getting da Mac 10
Remember I was getting it cracking
N I'm more then bad
I need more den bags
Don't need no soldier backing me
'cuz I no how to add
All dis time dey taxed from me I can divide my fractions
Get him on da blind n bak him in
Gun a nigga down den it's back to business
N it get loud wen we pack dese niggas Yea (Echo)