My Youngins really tryana get each in every way
I swear they really tryana get it thuggin everyday
You bet not run up on em he gon leave you where u stay
You know that he don't play...
And Bitch you bet not act tough he gon put it on you
Cause bitch it's in that back trunk...
He keep that choppa in his back trunk
And Bitch you bet not act tough...
I ain't stuntin wit this Bitch I keep it in my back trunk
If I pop my trunk
Bitch u gon have to call for back up...
Thinkin you official
Watch we pull up in a Black Truck
These niggas really actors...
And All my Youngins train to go
Yea we might smash sum, I f*cked yo bitch
I got you mad
He tryana whack sum...
Dee & Middy my la Youngins
They a clap sum
Thinkin u gon Jack sum
That choppa make a Dance
The nigga Looked like Michael Jackson...
Staying in my lane
I'm wit that Gang
My boys be thuggin everyday
I clutch a K
My first & Last gun
And I be coolin
Get zooted
Never slippin Bitch you losing neva snoozing
Bro b trippin he might tax sum
You kno we smokin on that gas when we come around
I ain't even gotta ask
LaMid a gun you down...
Might get you missing
If you lost
You never gon get found & I ain't trippin over Hoes cus they don't hold it down
You know my Youngins get it in
Them niggas they ain playin
I'm chasing money
TDO I Really gotta plan
When I be flexin
I can't lie
I feel like MoneyMan & All These niggas do is cap
They doin wut they can...
And I'm the f*ckin Man...
Bitch I'm faded
Keep that pressure
Keep it blazing
Light it up & then I face it
You play aroun
U might get taken
Gotta shot
I bet I take it
Movin slow
It's like a Matrix
I'm never stopping
I ain waiting