Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they can't be fucking with mine I was raised in the hood called what the diffrence The brothers in the hood be chivalrous So I rest defense on my ligaments Pistol

Pull up and wet the block (Pew) Sippin' on lean, that's Wock' (Lean) All on my dick, she won't stop, yah (Bitch) I told her to give me some slop (Neck) Pull up, we drop the top (Top) My niggas, they pop a lot (Pop) Cannot fuck with ops (Never) Walk

Money, hoes, cars and clothes, that's how all my niggas know Blowin dro, 24s, that's how all my niggas roll In a drop top chevy with the roof wide open My partners looking at me to see if my eyes open Cause I've been drank, and I've been smoke Flying

Yeah, it's Sauga at sunset Marijuana in the complex Sippin' Henny cause my heart's frozen Stunna' shades cause we all rollin' Fuck em' bitches, fuck em' niggas too Fuck em' niggas, what I got's to lose? Mix my drink with some 'gnac Just to buy me some

Whatever you with, we with it (whatever) Which one of my cars should I drive today? I don't know (they all foreign) Which one of my hoes should I fuck today? I don't know (they all bad) Which one of my chains should I put on? Put em all on You niggas you

2018, it came with auto-park Sixty-seven thousand on an Audemar Never leave my niggas, I love all of y'all Takin' all these drugs like I'm a rockstar Hi-Tech and that Act, I don't drink Wockhardt I didn't have a car, I used to walk far Now I'm standing

Ain't nothing more important than the mula (The mula) Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah Ain't nothing more important than the mula Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me I'm with my shooter

Ride with my niggas Like fuck it, die with my niggas You a nigga with bitch ways You remind me of a bitch named Tiffany All hammers getting tucked And all bad bitches getting fucked I just wanna fuck Lil bitch so what? Nigga I don't give a fuck

Copped me a presi', yeah, yeah Straight out the trenches, yeah, yeah My niggas came with me, yeah, yeah The riches, the riches, the riches, yeah Richest nigga out of Zone 6, yeah All of these hoes came with it, yeah Audemars Piguets came with it, yeah,

I be slidin' 'round with my firearm, I gotta keep a weapon I be ridin' 'round everywhere, I dare one of y'all lil' niggas to test me I keep on drivin' 'round, got me goin' through all these transgressions Shootin' niggas and foolin' 'round, won't let me