Come on

Yeah

Look

My being tried to tell me forrock and i smack them

My plug tried to show me on the pack

So i jack lame n**a tryna buy boy threads

I'm a text real trap

I just count the twenty ball all jack

I just count the twenty racks

I'll twenty dollar bill

Same n**a claim me love you

Be the one that gets you killed

Hey you sitting in the key

And with a hundred some years

From the hood like will i wanna crib

I'm on field from the hood like wheel

Break around

I been in the trap now i'm finna take it in

My n**a call me windmill they know i'm gonna spend

I hit a n**a block double back hit it again

And i rather had a money give a f**k about a friend

Ain't nobody longall you

They gonna cross you in the end

Yeah riding with this elf and i call this b**h a fan

This b**h stuck to my hip beside me it's twin

Yeah this b**h

To my head beside me twin