The beat up beat the bankroll got it did

Slap it up and make a mess

When i pull up you hear the vets

Forgetting they fall off my neck

I'm smoking that side to the check

Run that shit up off the muscle

Walk with the glock i don't touch

Niggas talk shit it ain't nothing

Three hundred dollar cash i don't

I'm a real rockstar came from the trench

Now i got bitches on bitches i'm b**h

Throw them the cut on my young n**a

Hit you b**h

You gone get your ass full of fifth

Balling out just like i'm madden

Excuse my bad language i think i'm the shit

Yeah take a p j out the cali the grass

I'm but scotty it's smelling like p**s

Double up

I'm pouring my stress in the double cup

Remember i ran my first hundred up

My drink i got t**s a hundred buns

Shootin' the crowd you ain't takin' my chain

Your ass finna crash how you swervin' my lane

Only do guap when they speakin' that lame

My young niggas bullets

They twistin' they fangs

I swerve in the double r keep me a banger

Couple snow bunnies they stay into pain

Brushin' my white with some toothpaste

Vvs on my guns ain't no toothpaste

R i p nip need a blue wraith ah

These diamonds they steal like a blue rays

She eat out the kid like a booth face

I been rounds f**k

You just too late yeah yeah

Slap it up then make a mess yeah yeah

When i pull up you hear the vet yeah yeah

Forgetting they fall off my neck yeah

I'm smoking that side to the chest yeah

Really shit up off the muscle

Walk with the glock i

Don't touch niggas talk shit it ain't nothing

Three hundred on cash i don't care your b**h

Blew me like a whistle i keep me two pistols

My future like texas range

Know that i keep me some misses

Won't be hard to hit you

Little b**h i ain't got it aye

Know that i drip in versace armani my pocket

Little b**h i ain't got a stain

I count hundreds and fifties

I take a little

Two cents a journey and buy me a new chain

Every day is a move i keep me some clips

Lil n**a i shoot them like blue ray yeah

My lil baby flying my eyes

She up in the sky she up like a music yeah

Just bought a a p d

B**h that b**h with a red face yeah

Heard niggas in the streets talking

I ain't worried about what the dead say

Strap it up and make 'em mess yeah yeah

When i pull up you hear the vet yeah yeah

Forgetting they fall off my neck yeah yeah

I'm smoking that side to the chest yeah yeah

When that shit up off the muscle

Walk with the glock i

Don't touch niggas talk shit it ain't nothing

Three hundred dollar cash i'm coming

Strap it up

B**h make a mess

When i pull up you hear the vet

Spaghetti they fall off my neck

I'm smoking that side to the chest

Run that shit up off the muscle

Walk with the glock

I don't touch

Niggas talk shit it ain't nothing

And i'll catch you all coming