popped a percocet now my body itch
pitch it in the open get what i can get
my youngin get hyped off his hammer work
you think you religious get jammed at church
god blessin' all the trap niggas
i don't know too many rap niggas
playing dummy got me like a mummy
my youngins starting arguments just to clap niggas
my man down south on this swipe shit
running up in macy's with a white bitch
todd showed me how to cook it up with my right wrist
arm & hammer baking soda in my left wrist
thinking that you taking this
i ain't asking what the price is
blowing whites right behind me
trapping and rapping i'm still out here hustlin'
might have not been on the freshmen cover
but i got some caddies and they love me
bag it up and burn the tip
probably with your daughter
i don't care bout you used to get it
you can use to have her shit
only want it if my crew can get it
so this ammo ain't never gon' run out
i'm the one they talk about when i come out
fresh up out the studio to the drunk house
if i'm pitching hitters all in the dugout
i ain't tryna hit it cause i already dug out
knew he in the spot i'ma get him when he come out
run up on him with a tongue out
now she got him ready to trick
told her meet her on the strip
niggas hopped up out a whip
hit that nigga with some shit
i can feel it in my stomach now
i can feel it in my stomach now