[Intro: P2TheGoldMa$k]
Yeah man, blatt blatt blatt
Rob him, black man rob him
2016 man, coastal
Drippin So Pretty man
You already know what it is man
We back at this shit man
Get down, lay down man, you know what I'm saying?

[Verse 1: P2TheGoldMa$k]
I be ridin' with the dope tryna make it to the house
If 12 pull me over it's finna be a shootout
If them n***as kick my door it's finna be a shootout
Ain't nothing to leave this house, all money in no money out
These oussies know what I'm talking bout
Tryna play me like I'm soft
223s, AR15s will knock your fucking noodles off
Posted with my n***a burger on the block
Smokin' on some opp pack
Pussy n***a what you think about that
Slidin' in that hummer feeling like a fuckin' stunna, boy
All you n***as pussy boys, ya'll n***as don't [?]
Me and Drippin So Pretty ridin' round in the city
With yo bitch [?] woman [?]

[Verse 2: Drippin So Pretty]
Try to kick my door I turn my house into a batting cage
Louisville slugger to your face, you don't want to play
I been through the struggle so I never had to fear
Lay a motherfucker down while I'm chugging on my beer
If I see what I want, Imma take that shit
Pull up to my face, paco shootin' at your face bitch
Small circle, small fam, I don't trust a soul
Dig a pussy boy grave, and his face look so swole
Why you do him like that? Why you made his momma cry?
I never gave a fuck I'm not that simpin' type of guy
Me and P2 in the town, with the 40 Glocks
Takin every fucking thing, gimme yo fucking polo socks, you pussy