Aye, but this that new me
That Glock 9 FN, I keep em too clean
We sprayin' the block, he ain't know I had 2 liter
That's one to his top. I know he dead but you can't fool me
That's four in the pop, I like the colors in promethazine
Choppin' the opps, I ain't lying, seen it in my dreams
Bought a whole Glock, my momma think that I am trippin'
Aye, but this the new me
Chop with the stick, that bitch longer than a semigo
This some shit you ain't never seen, bitch I'm the billy goat
Tryna flip the switch on me, bitch acting silly hoe
Dawg throwin' fours like he that, bitch lemme drive the boat
I ain't even got my L's, I hit the dash though
Now we in mansions, remember living out that bando
Know I took a risk, lil baby, to make a band though
Aye, now lemme stop it

I been running in and out of town, I brought a Glock in
Who that at the door, seen a fiend, why that n***a knockin'
Why he gettin' low, I hit him clean before that n***a duckin'
Say he unpronounced, they think he dead, you know I say fuck it
Somethin' like Curry. I drop 30, I'm a walkin' bucket
Trip when I popped him, I ain't mean to shoot him in the stomach
Good on a bitch, think about me when you givin' lovin
Up in the stick, I use it right and put it to yo button
Aye, you in a situation
Fuck a white bitch, I think I'm stickin' with them thick blasians
Good cookie wood, now I'm high up in the Himalayas
Thuggin' like Suge, I hit his block, you know we bout to spray it
I just popped a pill in front of momma and she cool about it
Why you tryna clean a dirty block, ain't shit new about it
I just prayed to God that he prepare me for my new surroundings
I just got this new lil [?] and I had to pound her in
RIP Bean, fuck a 9, I'm clutchin' two 4's
RIP Lake, she the reason why I drive 4's
RIP the past, I ain't dead, I'm feelin' new though
Word to my granny, she the one that got me through though
Grew around boss, drop yo head, now we salutin' him
Got a new K. He wanna leave but I put two in him
Ain't no L choppa seen, I put the flute in him
Yeah I really knew that n***a, I went to school with him
Tryna always stick to a bitch, but I be choosin' em
Use to dream of SRT's but now we cruisin' em
Dawg droppin' bodies with presses, I think he mutin' em
Popped him in the office, brains leakin' on that cubicle
Took away B, too young but he gon' ball in heaven
Home alone, I make my move, we bout to pop Kevin
N***as sendin' shots. Think we hoopin', no this ain't seven
Dawg say he hate throwin' hands, he like a livin' weapon