Straight outta Southside Crazy motherfucker named Bank-o Crack rap, million doller bankroll Black Lac, for my outta state ho These niggas talk gangster But really ain't tho I'ma stormy night, you a rainbow I'ma G, tight clothes ain't my thing bro

Blowing money fast, blowing money fast Fuck being humble, fuck being humble Tell 'em that I'm strapped, I don't wanna rumble Running through the bag, running through the bag When you came from nothing, fuck being humble These niggas don't want it with

That's a light day The shit you doin', homie, I done all that twice I ain't never lived in the moment Busy tryna find another way to feel that rush Man, fuck the celebration, concentrate on gettin' bigger I'm tryna find a way to feed all these niggas Can

Sometimes you gotta pick these hoes apart Love 'em with your mind and never with your heart Yeah, I'm shinin', don't you see me from afar? We the type of niggas pull up in new cars She can't wait to fuck a nigga in your squad Real niggas wet your head

I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello} Look at these Niggas With Attitudes {Hello} And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? (Hello) The motherfuckin world is a ghetto Full of magazines, full clips, and heavy metal When

Have a little party at my crib And all the weed is rolled that's how it is When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go Young nigga that's more famous than these older niggas Young nigga

I put my right hand to God Shine on these broads Stay on my job, grind with my squad Hundred racks on my car, no license at all No tint on that thing, nigga, 'cause that's how we ball All these fuck niggas' flawed, suckas' and frauds My circle so small,

These niggas say they heard of me, I ain't heard of you Get the fuck up out my fucking face, 'fore I murder you Bitch niggas always jacking Blood, but I know they fu Whole squad full of fucking killers, I'm a killer too Sending shots, shots, shots,

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Tay Keith, this too hard Ring, ring, ring, we drip too hard, ayy (Run that back, Turbo) I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sides We get M's in by the shoe size I don’t fuck with y'all

It's just how it go Twin tower living big booty bitch dick all in her throat White bitch gon' fuck gang prolly cause she all off the coke I ain't fucking with these niggas All these bitch niggas all these niggas hoes You is not gang nigga stop tryna call