Lyrics
Hit the club a hundred deep, they lookin' like, who let him in
Fuck the club up, then hit the bank, to break the ATM
I got my chain on, diamonds flashin', like, baby, take a pic
The shit that they be on, I'm never on, so I can't hang with them
I hit the hoe, forget about it, I have my youngins
Pick your pockets, I took a trip to Poland
We broke the hoes, and Brody got the walkie
Two a.m., kick her ass out, she can't stay the night
Pay the price, nigga, roll the dice, or you get put on ice
Hop a addy, bitch, I'm not your daddy
Please don't call me father, you fuck my mans
I don't wanna talk, or I can't be around you
Landin' in your motherfuckin' city, like I'm Peter Parker
Play with us, get your head busted, you gon' see tomorrow
I'm from the rec, but catch me in the deep, ballin' like a pistol
And I got all my jewelry on, and got OG Tech with me
Fuck a money counter, I'm a thumb, it ain't shit to me
Got about a whole thing, I ain't frontin' nothin', this shit ain't free
Where I'm from, you get it out the mud, then your ass don't eat
Rappin' shit don't work, I'm back to kickin' doors and sellin' weed
While 100 keep a big pipe, he ain't tryna fight
Forty-one, my wrist, you still see a hit without the light
Met your bitch the other day, I was busy, I'ma fuck the night
We just got the load to his crib, we gon' cap the night
And we on your ass, don't trip and fall, runnin' in the mic
Swaggin' on my ass, I hit the gas, bust unlimited plates