Meek Milly, Jeffery, woah Yeah, yeah Fuck is you talking 'bout? Bitch you offending me I just might go head and let this lil bitch suck my dick 'till it tickle me I just might go head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry Goddamn, I have a whole Xan one time they was drilling me I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin' I usually don't bet but I don't want the ceiling please Oxycontin fucking up my kidneys Molly, my cup look like bath salt And I'm too high horsed for asphalt Therefore I'm in clouds from day to dark They say that I changed, it's the cash fault Pay everybody like a cash card I switch through the lanes like a Nascar The Rollie stainless, stainless We young and rich and we dangerous I'm at Piccadilly's with your misses nigga And the weed stinking like a chitlin' nigga Bend the money down like a Philly nigga Make me catch you slipping then a crimmin' nigga The bulletproof can take a missile nigga I got Benji on me and he Cripping nigga I done wrapped the Benji in the city ho I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity nigga Put a swimming pool in the living room How I'm living nigga, I ain't swimming nigga Only thing that Michael Phelps and me got in common that we winning nigga Rock star lifestyle Your hoes going wild Sat on my shorty and totting that .40 we move through the city like BMF Rocks on the chain like the rocks that I slang Only difference them bitches they VVS I know these bitches gon' change, fuck on whoever, whenever they see a chain If you do not fuck with the gang don't act like You do when you see us, just keep it down Swing through your block better not sweep it back Land on your spot where your peoples at Smoke you where ever we see you at You don't want no problem so keep it down 'Fore you get your man murdered Hitters in the van lurking I put bread on the beef Turn it to a hamburger Put that paper on the scale nigga Little homies talking big money When the wars on you'll tell nigga Put a bag on your man Hit 'em with the things, hit 'em that’s an L nigga So you should be home before mama got dinner for sale nigga And that’s all I’mma tell niggas in the zip Yeah, yeah Fuck is you talking 'bout? Bitch you offending me I just might go head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me I just might go head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry Goddamn, I had four hoes one time they was drilling me I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin' I usually don't bet but I don't want the ceiling please Oxycontin fucking up my kidneys Everywhere I go I keep a chopper with me, whoa I ain't with that diss song shit, I been done shot a nigga, whoa Hundred shotters with me, whoa VVS' on me, whoa VVS' on me, bling Badaboom, badabing, 21 Marsh hit, seen the hit shoot up your car shit Put the blue tips in that cartridge, 21 We put them drums in them carbons, 21 We pull up on rappers and spark 'em, 21 I might take your chain if it sparkle, fat Street nigga really came from nothing Strip a nigga like Caine cousin Kill a nigga then you saying something You was talking, nigga I was hustling We was shooting, nigga you was ducking You was texting, nigga I was fucking I was betting nigga, you was bluffing Hide and seek nigga, I was hunching Car foreign and my gun Russian Sneak dissing get a concussion 21, 21, 21 Yeah, yeah Fuck is you talking 'bout? Bitch you offending me I just might go head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me I just might go head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry Goddamn, I have a whole Xan one time they was drilling me I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin' I usually don't bet but I don't want the ceiling please Oxycontin fucking up my kidneys