sipping on this lean and my ice froze
all by cuban links from the north pole
9 mm right next to my door
flexing right on stilton road
that nigga ain't pouring up
i be riding clean 'cause they know i'm flexing
miss 'em with some louis jeans
i got codeine and promethazine
i got codeine and promethazine
i be playing 'round with 'bout 20 mil'
20 bricks duffle all up in my bag
100 bands 'cause it make my pants sack
they say what's up with that
a hood nigga but i got a platinum black