Let me tell you how I come through with the 1-2 Kickin' shit like kung fu Treat a bad bitch like she average I'm a savage, lil' hoe, what you wan' do? I'm about cash if the route fast I'ma get that lil' nigga, by any means Momma complain 'bout my

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 It's the ten crack commandments, what? Nigga can't tell me nothing about this coke Can't tell me nothing about this crack, this weed, my hustlin' niggas Niggas on the corner I ain't forget you niggas, my triple beam niggas I've

Fuck what they heard, tell 'em, mind they business If you want it, baby, I'll go and get it Treat it like a pony, the way you ride that shit Know you love a nigga, you ain't gotta hide that shit Get in that pussy and I'm never leavin' with it You a real

What these bitches want from a nigga? Really want What these bitches want from a nigga? Bling blingin', all that jewelry girl I bought it Shorty I keep you up on it Baby tell me what you want from me! (what you want?) Ay yo, tell me what you want from me

I'm about my issue babe Ooh, la da da, da da da, la da da da da da da And you can tell by my name, yeah Whatever stands in my way, yeah Every time I take, penitentiary chance all I take God with me I'ma find my way Nigga they ain't even fuck around

The hearts of men In the hearts of men What I tell you, nigga When I come out of jail, what was I gonna do I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas' chest, right Hey Quik, let me get them binoculars, nigga, the binoculars Yeah nigga, time to ride

I tell her, "Bring it back" (what) Flexing with all the racks (flex) Nigga, you bald cap (cap) I'm in the 'Bach back (back) Why would you lie to me? (lie) She wanna ride with me (skrrt) I got the Bentley B (B) You could come flex with me (flex) You know

You know wild bitches tellin' you lies But out there's my water baby, so I hold it down I'm ya' nigga, I'm ya' nigga It-It-It-It's here, the West side Baby MI, MI And I'm out in Miami Gettin' so high, so high Shawty' my nigga, down for whateva'

And there go you How much for your soul and uh Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew You got what I want I got what you need I hate rich niggas goddammit Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit Know you felt the shit just now

I got a bunch of bullets and a bag of guns I pass 'em to my niggaz c'mon Now tell me what y'all smoking What kinda heat y'all holdin' Well is your creep move potent We got the plan in motion Want to get high, come smoke with me Smoke with me, light it up