[Verse 1]
I’m just riding with my pistol, cause n***as out to get you
Run right through my block, you gon’ get your issue
All my jewelry on, naw these ain’t no crystals
Breezy got the MAC, and I got my own pistol
I’ma bend that bitch right over, naw bitch I can’t be gentle
Get your feet up off my dash, bitch this ain’t no fucking rental
I can’t give you nothing, bitch what’s on your mental
You said I had a big boy and I meant he had a pencil
But I don’t need that info, all we do is drink and fuck
Man this bitch a nympho, told her I need info
Bout a n***a, she say tenfold
My n***as ain’t my n***as, man them my fucking kinfolk
A lot of n***as plotting on me, got to keep that nickel
But I got to keep that nickel
I leave a pussy n***a stretched if that pussy n***a tripping
Get your thirsty ass back, you can’t get none’ what I’m sipping
You gon’ get your fucking issue bitch
All my jewelry on and your shit ain’t official bitch
I got all these fucking dishes bitch
Please don’t cry to me so save your fucking tissues bitch
You pull up on my block and all my n***as on that 6 O shit
Pull up in a whip, you can’t see in it but I’m with your bitch
Hundreds after hundreds and your pockets broke so fix that shit
All she do is suck on me, but I never kiss your bitch
Disrespect the squad, I guarantee I bet we fix your shit
Run up with that nina, damn, guaranteed to split your shit
Dropouts like the Carter, do jack city on that nino shit
They tried to put me in the dark, still you see my wrist gon’ flick