Stay in the cut on the Northside Hollowpoints, trigger fingers On my fucking .45 Demons rising out the crypt I snort me a fat line Never gave a fuck Grew up out the mud Pull up, then I pop the trunk Grew up with the fucking robbers Always kept the mask on

Like oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want Oh goddamn, diamonds all in my fronts Like 7 AM I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Aye, I told that bitch I count my cake, bitch get out my face .45 on my waist, boy get out my