I used to sleep on the floor
But now i count money fasho
You talking that shit yea We kick down yo door
We up at the trap and we stacking smore
What you gone do cuz i ride with the pole
You come in my house get shot head to the toe
I'm putting you up in that casket fasho
Stacking no jacking you know how it go
They mad cuz they know that i rap like a pro
Come to the Southside yea they playing with sticks
I pray up to god that he watching my 6
Spraying my choppa you know that it rip
Nah i ain't scared to go back in that pen
Once i get out yea we stacking again
We scoot up we slang in that trap once again
I tell you that my story bout to begin
When i was i jit i was in that play pen but now
That I'm older flip packs in the Benzo ride wit my kinfolk
You know what gone happen we slang at the endzone smoking on nothing but endo
Paving the way for my brothers you know that we jump out the window
You talking that shit look at the stick you know dat it come with extendos
I used to sleep on the floor
But now i count money fasho
You talking that shit yea We kick down yo door
We up at the trap and we stacking smore
What you gone do cuz i ride with the pole
You come in my house get shot head to the toe
I'm putting you up in that casket fasho
Stacking no jacking you know how it go
They mad cuz they know that i rap like a pro
I pull up fasho yea I'm stacking hoe
I'm getting this this money we at it tho
I'm in the pit yea we throwing bows
Swinging and banging hoe
If the cops coming in and they asking them you know i ain't eva gonna fold
I had to get back to the trap cuz we flipping them packs and you know that we trappin pros
But now That I'm older flip packs in the Benzo riding around wit my kinfolk
You know what gone happen we slang at the endzone smoking on nothing but endo
Paving the way for my brothers you know that we jump out the window
You talking that shit look at the stick you know dat it come with extendos