She made me go back
I've been making money daily
It's my own habit
Bitch, I know you want these racks
But you can't have them
See you lacking
We gon' spin again, and cause havoc
It's making me crazy
I know shawdy on my body want a baby
Yeah, you stole my flow
I stole your girl, you ain't me
My twin in a beamer, I'm in a Mercedes
I can't go back, now that I am popping
Got that choppa, we gon' hit you in your noggin
Oh, you want some beef? Are you dumb? You're retarded
You smoking cheap za, smell like someone farted
We hit you left, right
Revving this V8 at the red light
And it's on sight
We don't play around, we fight
Just let me give you some advice
When we up it, we precise
Drowned in designer, you won't ever know the price
Your friend a rat and you a snitch, y'all look like mice
When I up the switch, I don't be thinking twice