wat u mean

racks in me like a pinata

fuck you

blue balenciagas

robin jeans with the foamposites

hit the club

now my black bottles

bloods with me woo woo woo

no set trippin'

they know i'm crippin'

fool

jesus piece a 10k gold

i'm a fuckin' fool

you better act cool

german shepherds in my backyard

trained to kill

i was born to deal

i was on the hill

r.i.p tijuana

rest in peace clifford deal

my daddy back out

you done fucked up

hit the magic city

pack it out

you hatin' on me i don't give a fuck

i'm a street nigga

you can walk it out

i'm in pittsburgh with a lot of hoes

young nigga with a bankroll

scrape the pot

i was in the hood

my mama stayed on glenwood

17 with a 38

don't fuck around and make me 38

24 hours i was tryna get it

i wasn't waitin' on first 48

ay

ay

ay

ay

ay

ay

ay

ay

hey

hey

hey

hey

ay

ay

ay

ay

got a family to feed

got a family to feed

they dependin' on me

they dependin' on me

if you don't believe in me

i'm like fuck ya

i'm like fuck ya

fuck ya

thought you believed in me

i thought you had them racks

but you got evicted

heard you had it on you

you penny pinchin'

'til i pulled up to get it

to get it

get it

racks on me like a muhhfucka

i was just broke like a muhhfucka

racks on me like wowww!"