[Verse 1] Fuck you think it's Bobby B, I'm off the the pens, nigga (Huh) Gotta thank God first ‘fore I kiss my hands, nigga (Huh) Had to crawl first ‘fore I touched a band, nigga (Fuck, I [?] the bought) Yeah, I parked up, four niggas bent, nigga (Grr) Jump a fence,nigga (Grr) Bustin' fans, nigga (Grr) We ain't from the [?] where niggas robbers them niggas I shot at him, lil' homie said that I was playin' (Grr) And I see million through my Cartier lens, nigga These type of bitches, all these niggas, it's all pretend (Yeah, yeah) You lookin' dead, don't you be bad, I'm out the trench, nigga (Yeah, yeah) I busted that for all my niggas in the pen (Yeah, yeah) I had to buy that blue Ferrari, you know the [?], nigga Ayy, once again, nigga, ayy, in the game, nigga Spin your block 'til the world fuckin' end, nigga Fuck the cops, fuck the judge, fuck the pig, nigga ‘Cause bitch I'm back, and I'm hot and I'm rich, nigga
[Verse 2] Go stack a bill, nigga (Uh-huh) Them type of bitches, all these hoes, this shit get real (This shit get real) ‘Cause I was in here, all alone, all by myself, nigga Ain't no one to call, my mom was broke, ain't got no bail, nigga Auntie on the phone cryin', “Please, don't go to jail, nigga” Love my baby, if they tryna give my bitch the [?], nigga Then gave my bro-bro, fifty-three, [?], nigga [?] been poppin' pills after pills after pills, nigga Tryna reminisce all my niggas that ain't here, nigga
[Outro] Yeah I've been trippin', uh Yeah, yeah I've been, yeah, yeah I've been [?] Keep a bag on me, keep a bag I've been stackin' M'sTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.