We're here and we hear the club rocking
Smoking like a chimney
n***a come and get me, get me 30 on my wrist
f** we need to talk about it
There's no talking when the guns are out
The murderer is a n***a
I heard of this n***a
I can throw it in the bag
I can pull out in the show when no one thinks
I still got my money from the last 3 doors
Sell crack, I had to run like I run it back
I'm sorry Your Honor
A man on the streets said he's marry Joanna
I'm getting rich, n***a
And stop taking selfies, you b**h
Yeah, cause that ain't cool
An you don't have to believe this
Cause that ain't true
I can make you disappear
I'll vanish you
I'm in the hood, on every corner like Spanish food
Yeah, n***a
I make money
That's what the plan is too
I rap in circles around him
And that is cruel
With 1.50 on it like 10 to 2
I do what the winners do
I take 100 every time I'm in the mood
Do you meet me, walk me in my looms?
All I need is a little weed in my tooms
So blow something
Let's get rich, n***a
You're a selfish b**h, n***a
No selfies
Think about to calm down
n***as are so lucky
Homies got life on the sale
You know Bucky
My gun talks to me
Tellin' me don't co*k me I know it sounds crazy
The kid takes a nap
I kidnapped the baby
I'll take the gun and f** you later
Kids got the weed
I bet you smell hazy I got the weed
I bet I smell sour
If you get the word
I'll k** you the next hour
I'm giving the b**h flowers
Got a pound full of weed
At least I blow it
I got the mic plugged in
At least I'm flowin'
I got the plans on the cally
At least I'm growin'
So I ain't mature
I want to k** n***as
But I ain't for sure
I might f** you b**h
Blow some of you rich, n***a
Don't take no selfies, you b**h
Can't stop to take a selfish b**h n***a
Can't stop to take a selfish b**h, n***a
Can't stop to take a selfish b**h, n***a