F**k nigga  them f**k niggas my blunt bigger than these Lil' niggas
Keep stuntin with your bitch ass you’ll get Jacked and Jilled  nigga
F**k wrong with these sissy niggas
I’m smoking that Bill Bixby nigga  I’m spendin money  spendin money
Ben Franklin dizzy nigga
Your bitch on my dick  I told her I was busy
She say “Wayne on me  Wayne on me” cause yo ass need drizzlin’
That pussy came gift-wrapped bow and a ribbon
And if she bounce that ass then I’m dribblin
That pussy so wet  it turned into a Gremlin
There’s only one me  ain’t no equivalent
She give me brain  brain like trivia
I got a black bitch and a red bitch
I call them hoes Aunt Vivian Chopper knock your face off
Black shades  Ray Charles I be killing young hoes
I got your ho up in my graveyard I ain’t working with a full deck
But I pull out that Ace card she grab that dick with 2 hands
Like she about to pray for it clips hanging  no curfew
F**k you and who birthed you I’m shining like church shoes
Birdman Jr  y’all birdfood I’m bout it
I said I’m about to cum
She opened her mouth: water fountain
When I’m on the scene I’m on that lean
Bitch  I’m drowsy
Man  I’m so high I don’t know what I’m laughing about
I got bars  nigga
And it’s happy hour

Riding round with them choppas  not them ninas

Riding around with a bitch named Molly and she on Molly – ha
Bitch I put my foot in your ass karate

Man these niggas can’t see me like a diary
Smoke that weed  let’s get irie
Nina shut up  that bitch got a silencer
Top of the gun there is a scope
I close one eye  I look like a pirate  f**k it
Trukfit my bitch up  Tunechi lee big nuts
I’m getting my dick sucked
I blow weed like it’s dust
Spacehead: love pussy  hate feds
Just bought my girl a Ferrari Spider
Told her drive it like it got 8 legs
I’m a made nigga: Machiavelli
That Mack-11 necessary
I’m a hard head: I pop the cherry
No pussy  no rats  no Tom and Jerry
They say your friends are your enemies
Well  my friends are imaginary
I’m the motherf**kin resolution like the 1st of January
My ride cold and my bitch hot
I’m tired as hell but my dick not
I don’t gas no bitch  no pitstop
Smoke Barney and Baby Bop
Y’all niggas act like lady cops
My niggas smoke like coffee shops
That’s syrup gang  wafflehouse
Gunfight  I’ll knock you out
My bitch titties is poppin out
We poppin up and we get it poppin
Mask on  gloves on
Like Mickey Mouse  clips stickin out
Like Nicki’s ass
Smoking on that sticky bag
Weezy F: I’m big and bad
Small feet  but I kick your ass
I’m the trigger man  that shooting star
Eat that pussy like caviar
She treat that dick just like a straw
How you like them apples  Microsoft
Now wipe it off
I do Liv on Sundays: church
Step off in that motherf**ker fresher than some Certs

Uuh  Who the f**k is Stevie J
I got the ball  playing keepaway
Kidnap your ass  kill your ass
Then hide your ass like an Easter Egg
It’s Hollygrove to my deathbed
Just make sure my pillow’s fluffed
Hit a nigga with a million shots
What you call that  A million bucks
Good weed  we pass around
Money talks: mine got a nasty mouth
It’s Young Money  Cash Money
Til the motherf**kin day I’m Cashin Out

Riding round with them choppas  not them ninas

Your bitch wanna come round her where the grass is greener
And if you passing that weed I’m the wide reciever

Ad lib Tunechi follow the leader bitch