Nah, he pussy bro (Nope)

Yeah, she lyin’ on me (Bitch)

Nigga call lookin’ for his ho (Where she at?)

She right here lyin’ on me (C’mon)

Like nigga, come find somethin’, yeah

Keep that iron me, yeah

[Verse 1]

Yeah, nigga play if you want to (Woo)

You could pour eight if you want juice

I’ma call weeks if I want books (Damn)

I could fuck his bitch and his ho too (Duh)

LIl’ nigga, height on ’em ’bout four two

Can’t name a nigga fuckin’ with me on school

I been chasin’ my dreams since ’02

(What you dream about? Cuh’, nothin’)

Gettin’ rich, fuck a nigga bitch

Sellin’ that hit, still sipping’ crisp

Spent at least ten on all of my fits

Fuck a old friend, don’t be callin’ my bitch

New body Benz, twenty-five on the tent

Kinda want the water, five thousand on the rent

If she ain’t talkin’ fuckin’, ho prolly gettin’ spent

Do it for my brother and I do it for the six

Durk came home, bitch, the work gettin’ strong

We still want ten, want seventy for the bronze

Bitch get to playin’, put the murder gang down

Each one of my niggas, yeah, keep Woods

Gotti ain’t starvin’ and Bans eatin’ good

We all did the damn, Durk did fifteen

Fuck hoes, murk, sell weed and beens


Bitch, I been turnt

And I hit her

You finally sell some weed, I sell a brick first

Before I sell top I sell hit first

Yeah, bitch, I still want eighty for a gram

Fifty in the jacket, seventy-five in the pants

Bitch, I been turnt

And I hit her

Yeah (Turn up), yeah (Turn up), yeah (Aha)


What you sippin’? Red

What you sellin’? Meds

Nigga snitchin’, dead, feds, yeah

Might find a hunnid thousand in bed

Bitch, all of my niggas is safe

Can’t none of my niggas get mail

Everybody got a phone in jail

Ringin’ (Ring), ringin’

Pull my dick out now, bitch, now eat it

Give her twenty-five hunnid for no reason

Bitch, it’s young nigga turnt, believe me

RIP Neff, Rob, and Reesey

Free Nell, Rico and Queesey

Hellcats, Trackhawks and Demons

I ain’t never goin’ back, I mean it