Verse 1 : JB Bin Laden JB man i'm in this b**h I'm off the sh**s and in this sh** I got all my n***as up in this b**h Chiraq to BK, and I'm JAYCRITCH 50 shots in the mac, let me spray sh** 12 snatch us up, bet we ain't snitch A lot of n***as foolin' on they lame sh** So I gotta switch lanes quick But I still can't change b**h I got the fans getting at "Why the f** JB ain't rich?" But that ain't gone change sh** I still post on the same strip Same n***as same sh** I want the money and fame b**h I got thots and a main b**h I get high, feel brainless These n***as they nameless, always wanna claim sh** My lil n***as tameless, always wanna bang sh** You n***as just lost it Ball hard, I'm exhausted Tryna get my money large like Halsted Blowin' smoke like a exhaust pipes Just live the boss life ? I kinda wanna watch y'all's life f** y'all and y'all life The opps mad cause they lost life Never in my life i have a n***a thought twice Off the yops and it's all night Blow a sack but its all right Cause i'm gonna get it all back And show these n***as they all wack All I know is bands, no friends, just tryna get more bands And it's f** a b**h, no romance Me and bankrolls we hold hands These n***as, I don't do no plan We'll slide and do a drill on your land Shooting both of hands, gettin' lined up, you and yo mans Now he pourin' out the line up That's why I'm yellin' "Free The Guys" for And i'm L'A GANG b**h, that's why I drop my Y's for ? so keep your eyes up, 9 tucked Snakes in disguise bruh You ain't really trynna die bruh But anyway, n***a don't mind us Cause it's real on the drive bruh I ain't lyin' bruh A lot of shells flyin by ya Bullets burn like fire Can't f** with a liar Cause that mean you fake These n***as wearing wires, they the motherf**in' jakes And i'm still droppin' rakes on the block all day Turn a n***a to a day And my car look like the bat-mobile, and crib look like the cave On Dave