my handgun don't got a holster
all of my niggas they soldiers
throwing elbows like magnolia
know that my belt be that goyard
my girl never dropping focus
i get that bitch in my lotus
she fuck with me in a mobile
counting hundreds by myself
counting all these commas
spending all these commas
spending all this fucking cash
i understand that shit is margiela
but i had that shit last year
young nigga i'm so ratchet
rock supreme with the thrasher
my handgun don't got a holster
all of my niggas they soldiers
throwing elbows like magnolia
know that my belt be that goyard
i do not really have friends
strapped da fool n quez dats my kin
driver pull up in that benz
she pulling up with her friends
twenty bitches coming over
twenty thousand in a coaster
make it shake like a motor
say she in love with a nigga
say she in love with the life
i ain't been home in a minute
say she really want a sentence
my young niggas got plenty
hundred thousand in the skinnies
fishtailing out of denny's
you know the windbreaker is bape
call up michelle for a plate
you know that i got the cake
my handgun don't got a holster
all of my niggas they soldiers
throwing elbows like magnolia
know that my belt be that goyard
gun on my boat like i'm mystikal
my watch is sonny like digital
i got that bank and i show it
walk in the bank and they know me
might cop a tank with a rollie
might cop a tank with a rollie
i got that llama on for me
then we gon' talk to your homies
that nigga talked to the police
telling a nigga description
said that a nigga was fly as a bitch and they was taking his picture
and he pull up with his woes
baby playing with her nose
i'm the type to put a bitch to work
you the type to go up in her purse
me and uzi vert in the vert
me and uzi vert in the vert
my handgun don't got a holster
all of my niggas they soldiers
throwing elbows like magnolia
know that my belt be that goyard