Everybody thuggin'
Everybody duckin'
Everybody sucking, do my own tucking
Everybody plugging
Everybody talking, but doing nothing bout a problem
Everybody got it, bout to catch a body
Everybody poppin'
Why talk about your beef dawg?
Bet it's driving you crazy, you is a bitch you should face it
All the smoke I did
All the smoke I get
All the smoke I'm with
All the smoke we make
I can double take, I can double shake
Take her on a date, I can spare the change (I'on want it)
"They say you can't put a price on fame
But I'd you're rich enough it equal that
So f*ck the fame I just want the bag"
Yeah (Huh)
I'm coming back for you
Chopper gon clap like a raffica
My niggas be shooting the party up and everybody be poppin' out
I'm poppin' of
You ain't pop enough
Had too much Molly in my double cup
Like to mix drugs so the pain numbs and my eyes roll
Away
Fill it up, there drugs for all
I feel withdrawls
Tell me if you really got the dough, cus I'm down to smoke
Clip <<Click, Clack>> (Bang)
Carry one glock on me, I can double up
Volunteering, I ain't do it 'less it's bout a opp
Crowbar rip door, finna drop roll
I was driving slow in the fast lane
That's a fast game like a dice roll
Think to much about it when my eyes closed (Think I've had enough)