Letras
(Two slide, make the beat go)
Right when we feelin' it
Whole gang walk in, movin' militant
Uh, let the world know that she serious
Huh, let the world know that she for real
Law, play around and you get killed, dead
Huh, lil' mil' on your head on your head or somethin'
Huh, fuck around with them bills then hit the Feds
Huh, huh, huh, can't be scared to get no money, huh
Hold up, huh
Hundred thousand dollars on the watch, huh
Hundred thousand dollars on the watch, I love talkin' 'bout my watch
Huh, I ain't never ever think about no opps 'cause I ain't got them
Ain't gotta be no opp for you to get hit with that goddamn
Yeah, anybody can get shot down, pay attention when I say, "Not now"
Now, listen
Huh, don't cross the gunline
Huh, my white boy throwin' bullets like he Sunshine, huh
Remember the titans and all the Whoops
Got a dark skinned bitch shootin' too, Sheryl Swoopes
Uh, uh, bend the block back to back in coupes
Huh, choppa shots, hanging out the roof
A bunch of money on me too
Uh, Cuban links and diamond links on my crew
Huh, unborn kids on your boo, huh, listen
Nah, huh, strip club, feet all on the booth
Nah, rose teeth, nan' ho on my tooth
They snuck a Drakey in the school
They don't never check the artist, I'm too bool
The backpack full of extra ammunition for the fools
Huh, Weeze with me, he ain't never left
Threw a right hand, I threw a right hand and, hold up
He threw a right hand, I threw a right hand, then used the left
Swing on your right-hand mans and them so I don't see nothin' left
Huh, million dollar houses
Huh, nigga bed used to be the couch, now my bed ten thousand
Huh, fuck around and give your ho allowance
Huh, five pair of earrings, I can't hear a bitch who poutin'
Yeah, used to flip ounces, and now I face a pound
Uh, stuff half of it in the grabba, won't even break it down
Huh, slide through a residential doin' eighty miles
Uh, one hundred miles, huh, we at one-twenty now
Ice it up, hold up
Huh, ice it up, flamed up, never got them chains took
My hoop shorts with a dub on me, get your main took
Know a half a dub sittin' on top of yo' braids, get yo' brains bust
Amiri jeans, white tee, Virgil Dunk, hypebeast
In the truck with the ice cream for the white fiends
OT, blicked up, 'bout to get a script bust
Nah, tell him shut that shit up 'fore he- (hold up)
Tell a nigga shut that shit up' fore he get his lip bust
Yeah, I'll still swing, huh, I ain't switch nothin'
Huh, 'less I got the Glizzy on me with the switch on it
Huh, tell that ho get busy on me then she get on it
Whole brick, chopped a half, cook it in a hockey mask
Nigga ain't tryna pay his tab, he get a body bag
Catch him up in traffic then I hop out, get right on his ass
Walk a nigga down, beat him, put his lap off the glass
Hold up
Huh, whip, cook, bink, bink 'til a kitchen stink, stink
Throw a rack up, mink, mink, black eyes when he blink
Ink, pink, pussy weak, put a bitch out
Nah, Batman, Batman, pull up in the Batmobile
I'ma do my duty on her booty if it clap for real
The plug keep on treating me exclusive 'cause I trap for real
They know where I'ma at for real, I don't do no cap for real
Know I whip a baby with the Enfamil or Lactaid
Uh, I stretch out on that stove, I need a back brace
Nah, I'm retarded, I cut up on my classmates
Nah, tell that bitch her head butt like ashtrays
Nah, as soon as I leave she got the sad face
Nah, as soon as she bleedin', I got the mad face
Nah, zaza blunt give me the gas face
Nah, he a bitch but he ain't, look like a drag queen
Nah, I pull off in a Hammy, look like a drag race
Uh, Ricky Bobby, I ain't never gon' be last place
Pocket full of love and my heart ain't never had hate
You could never fuck with real niggas 'cause your bag fake
She'll never catch a real nigga 'cause her ass stank
Huh, I got that legendary white girl, Anne Frank
Nah, I'm the nigga to do the shit none of your mans can't
Huh, I got my own language, they need to translate
Whoop