Poster

It's like they hog this side the road, then try to run me over

Told this hoe ain't got no luck, never seen a four leaf clover

It's a lot of shit I look at different 'cause I'm getting older

Bro just had a son, I walked in the hospital, he say, "Lil' bro, hold him"

Riding around inside this fucking BP, I don't need no chauffeur

I just got a brand new Glock and I ain't even got no holster

Honest bitch is from the hood and don't know how to suck

They got a culture

I might just pop out with a hunnid, told him to bring the bag

I got dawg shit on, my name's Gioni, when I'm mad

Stay down in the same club for three days, that's the only way I fell

I was broke as hell, now when I shop, I keep my tab

And I got my cast on, it's like I broke my arm

And he pay up, they cost a rent, it's a cheater where it's on

I'm from the hood, when I grew my hair, I had to grow free fund

One of my punters got so much money, he can buy a bomb

It's like they hog this side the road, then try to run me over

Told this hoe I ain't got no luck, never seen a four-league clover

It's a lot of shit I look at different 'cause I'm getting older

Bro just had a son, I walked in the hospital, he say, "Lil' bro, hold him"

Riding around inside this fucking BP, I don't need no chauffeur

I just got a brand new Glock and I ain't even got no holster

I ain't got no holster

Hang out with one of my bros, put his ass on posters