I told her, hit me all the way when she hittin' on I'ma have it lookin' nice when she get here Real hit up, bad dick, expensive bottle, f*** Made a f*** with millions straight from the bottle, n***a Great n***a in here, know that he don't tolerate mentions Dirty chopper if he ever got a problem with n***a Big issues, he ain't trippin' cause it's sectical Wonder how she feel that she finna get married to that God, I know I'm ready, she know I've been waitin' plenty minutes NC too bad for them jeans, can't do no skinny dippin' Ain't never worried about d***s, I do the realest Mint coat, styrofoam, how I walk up in From off the porch, they'll never know how these diamonds glistenin' Made it out young, been on suicide omissions I got on Gangertite, this be the best of linen Ridin' a Lincoln with Lincoln, no, I don't need your linen She think she got one up on me, I blew a bag on my homie I got a chance and I bone it, think all these d***s a phone And wake up and smoke in the mornin', I rep that flag with my b***h And these d***s know that I'm on it, I let out shots in the club And these d***s want me, my mami, but you know you not my girl Flutter finger with diamonds, no, I can't turn up your world This a new geesh, better have your d*** together when you see me No, I'm covered down in green, but for a fact, I'm bleedin' No, I'm dead, I'm struck, you better clap soon as you see me Won't buy anything, but flood my sis for any reason That's a new foreign off the life of my d*** Why? Cause he's been with me way before I even knew who I was He started with me and she got me, she don't care about no buzz 1942, get her drunk, no, she don't leave with a buzz The feds on me, watch how I talk, I think they planted a bug What the f*** wrong with me? Spent a couple million Wake up in the late bus, sent another million Ain't no slippin' on my pimpin', got it on me, no, I'm grippin' Every time I sense the bliss, they zip and ride, they feel a mission Cause they know we get it done, it's usual how we hunt Them keep thinkin' I'm dumb, I'm never done Check out my pockets, got them on, check out them Dracos, got them drums Make a beat like a band, fed up with bands Make her so hot, they gon' think she got a tan No, I'm known to bust my gun for a fact I ain't never ran This who I am, but let's be clear, I can't hear what you're sayin' S*** the race, I keep a card, I got the Glock in the middle No, I'ma spend all my d*** I told her, hit me on the way when she headin' home I'ma have it lookin' nice when she get here Real hitter, bad d***, expensive bottle, f*** Made d*** with millions straight from the bottle, man Great d*** ain't here, know that he don't tolerate mentions Dirty chopper if he ever got a problem with it Dirty cutter, crazy how I chop and clean up the block One fight's inside the hood, lost fights inside the block You never stop, comes from the ground, I ain't use a crane I rest the top, play with them glizzards like Smyrtle They know that little d*** hot And I got ten cars, I ain't never show the d*** that I got I could have ten bars, but ain't nothin' worth the d*** on my side Could be the best one recordin', but ain't nothin' worth Jason's spot I get in, then hit it hard, and then I d*** on her d*** He could be a robber, but that d*** won't stick his hand in my pack Cut off his arm, but he won't say that he took off on AI I had it hard, I walked on feet, but not fly on a G5 Hope he don't think he could G me, I ain't goin' for no G5 Yeah, that my blood, he get it break, he go to war with me fast Yeah, that my ten, to the end, we gon' spend Got Dior on my glasses and got Nick behind the lens Just me, my sis, my mom, and girl, no, I don't need no friends If I don't got a gun, I ain't got a knife for when they kickin' in I'm sleepin' lightly through the night, just in case the cops were in I got them cops that's in New York and they got d*** Imagine every friend with d***, just don't let Holly in Just don't rest, I keep a cord, I got the d*** in the middle For the bar flight and get away after I pop me a d*** I take a flight and get away, cause I can't tolerate Gotta get mine straight out the gate, hustlin' for more than eight figures That money got a black cord, my Glock in the middle Know I'ma spend all mine, d*** He doesn't act, but tell me how the f*** do they figure He worry about everyone, these d***s are d*** Just don't rest, I keep a cord, I got the d*** in the middle Know I'ma spend all mine, d*** I told her hit me on the way when she hittin' on me I'ma have it lookin' nice when she get here Real hit up band, d***, expensive bottle, f*** Man, d*** with me, it's straight from the bottle, man This great d*** ain't gotta know that he don't tolerate mentions Dirty chopper if he ever got a problem with