She's callin' my name Is that riding down the road, her shotgun with me Those come-to-bed eyes when she's had too many That way she don't have to say a thing That wink when her dress starts falling The way she's gotten my heart wrapped up all in one look

These Turbo Wheezy wave beats got me singin' to the top (Top) Bedspread (Spread), Medusa head matchin' my drawers (My drawers) Amiri pants (Pants), belt Hermès, drippin' it all (Drippin' it all) Goyard backpack stuffed with cash, I'm a young don (Don,

Nobody's gonna say I didn't give it all (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya) I could bet it all on me 'Nother reason why I work like a motherfucker If tomorrow doesn't come, I got my guns loaded For the fight, I'll take an eye out, take it high If my days are almost

If Pirus and Crips all got along They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song Seem like the whole city go against me Every time I'm in the street I hear Where you from, nigga?" "Fuck who you know, where you from, my nigga?" "Where your grandma

Ay tell'em I'mma need a minute Damn my heads fucked up I be thinkin' jail whenever hear'em say they need a sentence I be in the booth zoned out They say they just need a couple lines And all the years on the road got me thinkin' blow Even though they

'Cause I got to be the one that's riding shotgun Gonna just come out and say it I think both of us are crazy But I love you anyhow It's just how we get down One of us lost and the other is Found myself a partner Even though it's getting darker If you

(In my hood) Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane Five heartbeats left My homie off of Eddie Road He thinks he a damn chef Everybody schemed out Don’t nobody wanna work I was with him last week Now I got his name on my damn shirt (in my hood)

Yeah Cupid’s got a shotgun aiming at my heart I’ve been dodging bullets, I’ve been hiding in the dark Sawed off double barrel, trigger happy as could be Cupid’s got a shotgun and he’s pointing it at me Oh he gave up on arrows a long, long time ago Turns

Shoot to thrill, play to kill I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will So don't you fool around I'm gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger Too many women with too many pills 'Cause I shoot to thrill, and I'm ready to kill All you women who want a

All the youngins in my hood popping percs now Gettin' high they get by, it's gettin' worse now You gotta tell 'em put them guns and the percs down Them new jails got ten yards in 'em and that's your first down, uh And I ain't come here to preach I just