Were 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
Theres 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
Im sorry Your Honor
A man on the streets said hes marry Joanna
Im getting rich ,n***a
And stop taking selfies, you b**h
Yeah, cause that aint cool
An you dont have to believe this
Cause that aint true
I can make you disappear
Ill vanish you
Im in the hood, on every corner like Spanish food
Yeah,n***a I make money
Thats 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 Im 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
Lets get rich ,n***a
Youre a selfish b**h, n***a
No selfies
Think about to calm down
n***az are so lucky
Homies got life on the sale
You know Bucky
My gun talks to me
Tellin me dont co*k me
I know it sounds crazy
The kid takes a nap
I kidnapped the baby
Ill 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
Ill k** you the next hour
Im giving the b**h flowers
Got a pound full of weed
At least I blow it
I got the mic plugged in
At least Im flowin
I got the plans on the cally
At least Im growin
So I aint mature
I want to k** n***az
But I aint for sure
I might f** you b**h
Blow some of you rich, n***a
Dont take no selfies, you b**h
Cant stop to take a selfish b**h n***a
Cant stop to take a selfish b**h, n***a
Cant stop to take a selfish b**h, n***a