All my ladies and my tramps go watch your f**ing hands All my gutter, gutter n***as out to get all of this bread I'm sipping this Sangria, we ‘bout to blow this scene up Mama's trashing from the inside so the jungle looking greener Show time, stay uptown, my folks are mayors I'm pushing over, they chopping heads, they ghost whipping this chorus Smoke and roll and this blunt's breaking, this boost up in my hand I'm in the cut, you want a cut, forget it, boy, I'm leaving Finna play me, finna sound good like smash Y'all wanna be there, she couldn't f** me Finna play me, finna sound good like smash Y'all wanna be there, she couldn't f** me She gutta, gutta Yeah, she gutta, gutta You ride on my misstep, I own you hoes like pouring I've got dropping comics in my juice I'm cold, the chick better rock that goose Pac, pac for willy and that chopper you see, boy Squatting over…I was faking what they making ‘Cause the slaves and they ain't making sh**… Bust it, bust it open, taste the TKO Special shot dropping, I beat it to the floor Finna play me, finna sound good like smash Y'all wanna be there, she couldn't f** me Finna play me, finna sound good like smash Y'all wanna be there, she couldn't f** me She gutta, gutta Yeah, she gutta, gutta