Shoutout my label that's meI'm in this bitch with TBI'm in this bitch with Four-treyI just poured up me a eightReal nigga all in my face500 racks in my safe500 racks to the plugWhat you know 'bout showing love
What you know 'bout pullin' up, in Bentley trucksMake these bitches fall in loveAll of my niggas on goNone of my niggas no hoeAll of my niggas want smokeAll of my niggas togetherWe came from the bottom we used to wear each other clothes
None of my niggas gon' foldCouple pussy niggas toldThey ain't my niggas no mo'Hold it down for the fourIn the nine with the woesMarlo my dawg, that's for sho'We won't fall out about shitSpecially not 'bout no bitchWe ain't gone fallout 'bout hoesMe and Ced get them loadsWe let 'em go for the lowI got my hood in control
I got my left wrist on frozeI got my right wrist on frozeI got my necklace on frozeBoth my ears on froze
I been gettin faded I'm sippin' on mapleIf she won't fuck I won't make herI don't like bitches with makeupIf she want titties I pay for 'emGet outta there when I wake upI pass the ball I don't lay-upI'm a big boss I got say soThey'll wipe you down if I say so
Dracos, on Dracos, on Dracos, on Dracos40's, on 40's, on 40'sI just bought me some new waterWetter than Katrina shout out New OrleansI made a promise my niggas gon' ballHard in the paint change my name to John WallGeekin' off trees like a leaf in the fallFind a new plug then we takin' em all
Pull up in a brand new Benz TruckHop out fresher than a mentoLil' nigga but I'm big dawgAll I gotta make is one callGet a nigga block took offCross a nigga up, Hot SauceOoh I got 'em mad, my faultTalking bout the shit that I bought
Poppin' these percs I done turned to a savageHundred racks stuffed in the mattressHundred racks stuffed in the atticHundred racks stuffed in the sofaThese niggas play gangsta but they won't approach meI know they'll never approach meThey know that they'll catch a bulletI rock the game to the fullest
I run with some real ones I don't hang with no pussiesI ain't no killer don't push meI see how you niggas be lookin'I hope you don't think you no bullyI'm livin' the life I should star in a movieRidin' in a vert with a uziTwelve get behind me I lose 'emThey tryin' guess what I'm doin'
They tryin' guess who I'm screwin'That ain't even they businessThey ain't wanna fuck with meNow they see a nigga drippin'Now they wanna fuck with meThey can't get in touch with meHardly ever in the cityThey just know I'm gettin' biggerThey just know a nigga busyI been runnin' up them digits, yeah