Trap in the coupe got me some Bands
I'm finna shoot pick up yo mans
Been off my feet i' finna land
Drum clip fye like its band
I went and got me some bands
I'm totin fye smacked up wit da Pan
Top shelf gas you smoking a pen
Hm Hm Hm (ok)
Don't f*ck with my niggas Get pissed on
I spilt the pint now i'm pissed off
I'm feeling rich put some rick on
Never been new bitch been on
Take off her clothes
I hit the lights
Don't got my stick
Poked up with the knife
Prolly wont happen cuz i keep The pipe
Strapped up slime he look like a dike
I'm not even spendin' a dime on a hoe
F*ck that i might just to dive in a hoe
I heard that he sellin' them packs for the low
I'm robbin im takin' yo shit thats on bro
I'm robbin' im takin her soul on a low
I'm choppin we might put a glock down your throat
I'm lyin this 762 to ya nose
He tried it we walked his ass down to the floor