Lyrics

Bitch Now let get it up & I ain't pullin up Until I cope that Bentley truck Bunch of pussy nigga cross the city & they can't fade wit us Ridin round this bitch wit ma dogs Catchin paper cuts "Heard you moved out " Catch ridin round wit that bitch N if I see you we gon shoot it out Been done dripped in Barnes wit like 20 In ma loub pouch That nigha spee a problem WTF They gon do now Ain't shit changed still on the same shit Before I buss down the carti I done fucked yo bitch We a shoot up the party if them niggas Get to trippin I ain't really into Cappin I'm just talkin How I'm livin Lil Dev home shit bro been a min Maestros wit ma niggas Spent a bankroll quickly Always scammin in the field Tranna hit a whole 100 I ain't fuckin wit them niggas cuz they ain't Got no love foe mе "Yea niggaa" Palm tree the mafia nigha "Nothin but gang business ovеr here" "Get yo chili up" nigha "Yea" & I kept ma faith I was sleeping on the couch Stayin ma brother We was on section 8 All ma niggas home they catch bodies 4 they catch plays Tranna figure out if I'm cop that rari Or that bentega Drippin up in Neiman I'm Just slurring on moms Pussy nigga said he tried me Tell em try 1 mo time Ridin round wit ma Glock Shit I think it's a 9 Fell in love wit the top But the pussy was fire If a nigga try me I'm gon touch em Still all about the bengimans Like I'm bookem Nigga flashin 10bands look how Long it took em Got it on em right now Don't make me do it