I got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main, bitch Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you can bang with Y'all keep it real, I'm the one that's not with the banquet I'm not with this dank ***, fix your attitude or I ride with the bad bitch You talk to the big slots, they're fresh calls with a big thot Microtrend called, got big knots, said any rapper that's a big swat Lifetime goal, call the big shots If you can't stand him, go sit his ass down like a TED talk Thanking the Lord that my nigga made out of the cell block Keep it 100, my old fool's never the tail cock My cells pop, I've been mixing this act with a cherry pop Rap at the pimpin', could rap as he needs us, I never catch up I got a tail to your pussy, my flex is red sauce I had to tell her nothin' if she walkin' on tight rocks Keep it dramatic, lil' baddie on top of the top floor Bitch left on the wrist, I learned my lessons Way too many millions to be kept Squirt on the titty, now she think she know us And I keep her 40 on my wristline You know, you know, you know, you know You know, you know, you know, you know You know, you know, you know, you know You know, you know, you know Got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main, bitch Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you can bang with Yeah, keep it real, I'm the one that's not with the banquet I'm not with this fake *** Fix your attitude or I'll ride with the Benz He's talking to the big slime Big drip on me, VVs on me, congratulate myself Got that on me, lit like Tony, A.I. on the shelf Lights be with emotion, melody I made myself Big Vs on me, yeah Ice, I just need my AP No press, I stay to myself, baby Goatees, n****s can't bite me This ain't no rabies Blame me, oh, why you wanna blame me? These bitches be crazy Bless him, come follow me, baby Teach you a lesson Got a couple cups, four cup hoes Might *** them all in my whip Come through in these carpools I skrrt, skrrt, and we dip I'm a pretty guy, but purple rain That double cup, I sip Ooh, fantasies, I show you that it's real Got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main, bitch Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you can bang with Yeah, keep it real, I'm the one that's not with the banquet I'm not with this fake *** Fix your attitude or I'll ride with the Benz He's talking to the big slime Big slime He's talking to the big slime We get a beat, I'm imagining I think this might be a classic I hit some rocks in the 80 I'm on a 30-p, Eddie I got an addition to fashion I walk in the club with a static I'm just tryna get me a back end Tell my driver to pull up and back in Tell the cop to the fly off of traffic On my grind, ain't no time for relaxin' Read it up, I been bringing that cash in I might go call that Maybach wagon They gon' hit up that space age status I might go call that big boy Patty She was sneaking a picture She was sneaking a picture with my jacket Just don't *** up, these bitches really petty Uncontrolling the stick like it was matted I'ma get up and make me something to happen Ain't no needs to me, wasting my time We never lacking I'm smoking woods like a cabin I flew my bitches to fashion Turned my whole crib to a palace Hit London, I'm shopping at Harrods Bout this money, we bout to get married Niggas running their mouths like a parrot I'm a bunny, I keep me some carrots Got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main, bitch Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you can bang with Y'all keep it real, I'm the one that's not with the banquet I'm not with that stank *** Fix your attitude or I'll ride with the bad bitch You talk to the big slime That fresh balls with a big time Microdraggo got big nuts To any rapper that's a big swag Lifetime goal, call the big shots Got that Glock on my side, but that F in my main, bitch You done got ripped, but I cannot get caught with the same, bitch I got some hoes in L.A. and they speak different language Tried out a porch and I bought me some work in the bank Whole lot of racks and this *** still ain't changed Used to be jigging in trafficking boats And I came over some killers And you cannot trap if you don't got no pole All of my niggas, they millionaires They think we selling our souls I'll never tell them no I get ahead and I go I'ma go run up some more Stack up that paper, not stuck any niggas at all Kicking that bitch, she a freak and I beat up her walls Pull up my pants right after I *** her like I gotta leave But I never call before the friend, she say I'm a dog Don't settle for less, we want it all Got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main, bitch Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you can bang with Y'all keep it real, I'm the one, it's not worth the bang with On I would just thank *** Fix your attitude or I'll ride with the bad bitch You talk to the big slots That fresh calls with a big time Microtrend, cold got big nuts To any rapper that's a big swag Life's on go, call the big shots