I'm in the land tryna bring that loaf back Big money I got count racks no I don't cap
And every song I
Write a pap and it's gone slap Movin' all them packs I'm in the trap no cap
I been on that road do that lately Thumbin' through them bands nothin' new
On a daily So punk rock bitch you can't play me
I got a main bitch swear she go so crazy? I got wrist in the field check my stats
I'm OT in the field bring it back If it's in there guarantee that I'ma splash
Clear it out broad day for that cash On the road bitch I'm steady to a lash
Never stop for the rollas do the dash Got two sticks in the whip so I can't crash
Never worried bout a opp a shoot em fast early morning breezin' through for that bag
Niggas on me it ain't shit to let it blast I keep a stick you already knowin' it's attached
Ayy bro brought me out now I'm trippin' on this bitch
How you pimpin' on that bitch and you ain't break her for no chips
Any bitch I'm f*ckin' with bout a bag and that's it
Had to put the ghost down nigga all the Glocks legit
Get to knock knock knock but this is not a joke
Gen 4s Gen 5s who runnin' from smoke
If that nigga feelin' froggy nigga let me know
Frogs get to jumpin' and they leapin' they end up broke
If it's up then it's up nigga leave it stuck
Slide on a nigga big shells like a taco truck
Balenciaga track too man they big as f*ck
But I get this bitch jumpin' like some double dutch
We can get this shit poppin' like some pop rocks
Glock get to jumpin' nigga it might not stop
Decoct bodies drop had to shake the block
Rollas comin' nigga I switch the whips and I switch my top
Shit's just another day livin' fast
Two sticks and a whip do the math
Riz trippin' he might f*ck around and crash
Slap the bitch if that bitch talkin' back
I just spent 700 on a bape
Broke bitch contact it erase
I watch niggas cross my path I ain't fazed
And I'ma eat everything on my plate on the gang