Yea she love it when a thug get up in it
Baby I be off the drugs, these stupid cups got me finished
You know I be making moves, so I don't got a lot of minutes
Everytime we see a opp, you know we pop him like some chicken
I'm swerving in and out of traffic with a whole lot of digits
I can't bring him on a hit, he do a whole lot of bitching
Member when that boy was talking? Now his soul gettin' evicted
And baby I ain't with that playing, a nigga try me then he finished yea
I got hella blues on me, way more than yo salery
I'm swerving through the school zone in a brand new AMG
And imma put my troupes on, cause they gonna bang for me
I know a couple young niggas who gon do that shit for free yea
All you gotta do is keep it silent, do not say a word
And you know I be dripping with no stylist, that's why yo hoe flirt
My niggas riding all up in insergants, like they Uzi Vert
A nigga think it's sweet because I'm smiling, put em in the dirt
