[ Featuring Rio Da Yung OG ]
(It's a Wayne beat)
Ghetto Boyz shit
(F*ck the fire, we got grease)
You will not see me in no f*ckin' car if it ain't supercharged
We dropped on them, they ain't drop back, they tried to shoot a star
Lil Tae learnin' how to shoot inside movin' cars
I just want the dog shit, I don't care who the hardest
I'm just bein' honest
Turnt in real life, I might pop out with a million dollars
I ain't even tryna show it, I'll spend this shit
They hit his block two times, they finna bend again
Got a f*ckin' fishin' rod, finna reel him in
I don't want no Trackhawk, I'm finna get a Benz
This bitch got a V12, they want two hunnid bands
I'll pull up to my granny house and do my cousin in
We in a million dollar house, you gotta buzz 'em in
I would never argue 'bout the price of drank, it's just a couple bands
I'ma die from old age or with a gun in hand
Them niggas slid down with an old K, he did the runnin' man
Wayne, punch me in
Pat a nigga back before I touch his head
I'm only runnin' on these beats, not my f*ckin' legs
F*ck around and wet his shit, he had a bucket head
I'm chillin' with a bitch from Zone 6, but we in Buckhead
I need to do another song, wasn't enough said
I got one million on me right now, where the f*ck it said?
Stop lookin' at my crazy 'fore I bust your head
I said this shit once, I won't repeat what I f*ckin' said
Now I'm all down in Repeat tryna spend some bands
Pat Moon just pulled up, I gave him ten bands
For a pair of Timberlands, it's a f*ckin' pass
Like how the f*ck I get sixty months? I had a f*ckin' gram
Real water on my neck, why would I tuck it in?
I heard you had some real pints of Wock', why you ain't cut me in?
If I can't bring my gun with me, I ain't comin' in
Uh, we just dropped a hunnid shots, we finna come again
I ain't on that hot shit today, I'm with my other friends
I'm finna spent three-fifty in Amiri, I'm a hunnid in
I'm finna go buy fifty pints, they got a hunnid in
And Rio say he want the rest, make it a hunnid then
We finna count a million on our hands, go get some rubber bands
You say you like the way I rap, let me f*ck you then
Uh, I will never dap you up, nigga, f*ck your hand
Uh, I won't do a song with you, nigga, f*ck your fans
I'll rob a nigga off an Addy, nigga, f*ck them Xans
They hit the lights, you stomp the gas, nigga, f*ck that trans
I really hate my f*ckin' opps, you just don't understand
I'm twenty-one with a kit that cost a hunnid grand
You can come up in the trap, but your homie banned
One Draco cannot stop a bus, but a hunnid can
If I let a nigga take my life, I'ma haunt the man
I just f*cked a bitch from down south, she wanna hunch again (uh)
Swung on me and died, he won't throw another punch again
Go to school and then leave soon as the lunch is in
I think his body fell out, go check the trunk again
You say you got your gun, why the f*ck you runnin' then?
My bitch bad and she ballin' like Juwanna Mann
They thought I ran out of bullets, I start dumpin' with my other hand, nigga
