Warrant

They ain't believe we gettin money til we copped the foreigns

My granny asked me how I'm doing, shit I got a warrant

Kicked one on highway in Sac I think I took Florin

You gotta tap on the brakes but the gas floor it

Two stains juggin mid grade but the gas more

Ima be a rich dad but my dad poor

I know I make it look good but I'm a damn statistic

My bitch down in the city, financial district

My nigga had a 10 Millie I had to get it, but I sold it cause it's hard to find the ammunition

I put the drugs down and said I'm finna stick to pimpin'

But I don't trust bitches, and I don't tolerate shit, I'm kinda short tempered

I don't play with her, but you know I'm comin home why you ain't make dinner

I hold grudges, after that I never ate with her

I'm two player, I ain't never had a play sister

I choose sending over killing, I'm a gang member

Look

How you say you in the streets, but you ain't sent a hoe

I'm still gambling with these hoes like a ten to four

12 Piece like Hawaiian, I might up a row

She put that head on a nigga and she took the soul

Now I'm too popular to bust themselves at the store

I'm on another level, killin' them, bring the shovel

Spend a block at any time, Tasmanian devil

To the cops and the ops, I'm labeled a rebel

My first strap at 13, I ain't give a fuck

Feed money in a trap, use an armor hammer, huh?

Just a Glock on my hip, you told a jammer, huh?

He ain't never got no fun, Joe bro, a scammer, huh?

What?

That don't make sense

I'm in a zoo with some killers on some ape shit

You know I put that shit on off-white, bape shit

Lil' bro shootin' too long, it's like he changed clips

Choppa make him kickflip, it's all automatic

Before I can even bag him, my lil' Brody bagged him

We call station in the city niggas know it static

Before I can even bag him my lil Brody bagged me