who are you? i don't know
lotta shootas on the payroll
bitch i'm running through a check
who are you? who are you?
keep some shooters on deck
who are you? who are you?
guess how many run when i up my pistol
gettin' head when i'm counting them benjs
i swear the lord can be my witness
hundred thousand off the chicken
i don't fuck with no old ass niggas
all i fuck with them young ass niggas
got my team like a runback nigga
pop a couple xans and i roll a lot of swishas
i think i shoot four niggas
don't go anywhere if i ain't got my fucking pistol
i'm fredo from front street
and i'm high off xanax right now in the booth
might pull off with ya boo when i pull up in that coupe
bitch i'm running out of bricks
you can catch me roll one and then trynna dodge the state troops
young trapper of the year"