you know i live this shit
built this shit brick by brick with it
baggin' up and crackin' tenements
pistols with extendos essential by projects that we pitched at
we on the corners with louis on us
we pulled up on him in foreigns
show them niggas how we click-clack
bust a four pound and that shit kick back
fendi stockings over the face
la maquina get the big sack
quarter block on the table
told that bitch to sniff that
made her bring my shit back
gave her six stacks for any mishaps
from new york to dallas like kristaps
got a bag and flipped that
green beam sit on the big mac
we the hardest niggas out
hawaiian bitch that'll fuck the team and fly a brick back
i only get inspired in traps
all we wear is fly sporting gear i buy in fifth saks
pass your cartiers and leave your limbs cracked
i walked the yard with my skully on like a pimp hat
y'all talk hard but be the first one hiding soon as a spark off
four pound blow through your shit and flip a parked car
gave niggas lessons without a chalkboard
hopped in the whip and plugged in the aux cord
just wait for tana talk 4