[ Featuring Lil Raw ]
Rrahh
Yea, yea
Heh
Asking where I've been (Ben)? You know, I'm chasing after Franklin
He claimin', he a saint? But, he bringin' hella' cake in
Always been a leader of the pack, call me "Peyton"
Searching for my opps? You know I'm steppin', Channing Tatum (On the set, let me hit that 'Tron, tho')
I'm tryna slide, right now, I don't got no patience
Bad bitch, come eat me up, she like how I'm tastin'
I get that feelin', clutchin' blicky, I ain't fakin'
Hop out, like Trackstars? We gon' have them lil niggas racin'
We in a fast car, f*ck a NASCAR
Got a rocket, I up it and blast y'all
Like, 3,2,1, let it blast off
Pull up and shoot like basketball
Yea, we in the Bat with them Sticks out, tryna Swing on shit like Hardball
We play in the field and we gripped up like some cleats, nigga, we gon' ball hard
Rip shit up, bulldog
Yea, nigga, I'm still hard
Ran it up a couple times, my travel bag is a Goyard Niggas better duck-duck-duck, 'fore I catch me goose
Niggas tryna f*ck-f*ck-f*ck, yea, they tryna screw me loose
Bro' tryin' to fire that blunt? I'm trying to blow me a fuse
Lil bitch thought she could eat? Bitch took more than she could chew (Lil bitch, Arghhh)
(Heh-heh-heh, yea)
(That just that, tee-hee-hee-hee)
On the come up, I don't stop goin'
My Aura like a flower, I keep on growin'
Like a kid? See these fits, I'm throwin'
Said my ex want me back? I'm already knowing
Back on my shit, back on my bully
Niggas talk shit, it's nun' more to it
Pull up in a Wraith, he pull up in a X5
He want him a Tessie, I told him to test drive
We on the block, you know that we test lives
I'm tryna spin with a glock, I need mines
When lil bro' died? I gave him the peace sign
We in a rocket, this shit ain't no Nissan
And, these be pussy, Feline
He wanna play? Play him back like a rewind
.23s bangin' on shit like LeBron
Lil bad bitch said, she wanna be mine
I'm gon' make-up her face like Revlon
Let me remind y'all, we up on the score
7 .62s, they might knock down ya' door
We walkin' in lit, everybody gettin' hit
5 .56 gon' f*ck up ya' fit
I ain't gon' lie, I took his bitch
But, shit ain't workout, so, I had to dip
Bitch, I'm fried
Bitch, I'm Bent like Kyle Richh
TaTa-ta, I'ma rock off the hip
Stay strapped like a dyke, but, I ain't Jenn
I got a 50, I throw 41 from the clip
Glock got a titty, it poke like a nipple
Pull up and shoot, I ain't doin' no dribbles
Uh, Bitch, I'm the deal (Dill) like pickles
Fye'-fye'-fye', I'ma throw from the pistol
