Yeah I got twenty-three rounds
Keep it and running
Don't mess around
Me and boys we be coming
I got twenty-two bags
Got the ref counting
Don't come to town
All of the pistols be pumping
Yeah Pistol be bumping
Young boys
We been up to something
Jumping
Pumping
Running up
And stumping
Keep with the bag
We keep it coming
Yeah we got the jeeps
Like come on give me the keys
No baby that's not what I need
You gotta stay with streets
Yeah, like get with the car
You already know who you are
You thought you could keep
Lemme tell you
Your girl is a star
Slap with Bass and guitar
Make flame like ahh
Like look omg
You're girl saying rawr
Yeah, you ain't taking me back
I'm all good and ill stay on the track
And I keep it on track
Just like all my racks
And my thirty-two round
Keep it intact
Yeah That's not what I need
Got maternity
Thought she would never leave
Know what I'm working with
Yeah, throw it back for me
Running and jumping
You know it ain't blasphemy
Got her
Call her Cassidy
Bought her
She got the cash from me
Solder got no metal
Only make money actually
No lies I speak factually
Now go get this bag for me
Yeah I got thirty-three rounds
Keep it and running
Don't mess around
Me and boys we be coming
I got twenty-two bags
Got the ref counting
Don't come to town
All of the pistols be pumping
Yeah Pistol be bumping
Young boys
We been up to something
Jumping
Pumping
Running up
And stumping
Keep with the bag
We keep it coming
Yeah we got the jeeps
Like come on give me the keys
No baby that's not what I need
You gotta stay with streets