woke up

dae dae

ain't gon' lie like

mm-mm mm-mm-mm-mm-mm

woke up with a sack

woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks

woke up with that strap on me

i went and copped that challenger

i ain't got no manners but my mama gave me standards

i can't fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch

yeah i see you mugging

that shit there don't mean nothing

'posed to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches

no i ain't in my feelings

i'm just saying don't start tripping

when i get on your ho mind

don't you start tripping baby give me mingo

don't you start cleaning up this fucking kitchen

liu kang baby

i can fucking kick it

you say ya gang bang nigga what you bang?

nigga you don't gang bang you ain't got no stains

20 gang

murder gang

neighborhood in your face

fuck your gang

billy with me

f&n

hanging out that ceiling with it

nine time out of ten

he ain't really with it

he can't survive in that pen if he was sentenced

nigga better try it again if he thought he was fucking with me

woke up with a sack

woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks

woke up with that strap on me

i went and copped that challenger

i ain't got no manners but my mama gave me standards

i can't fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch

yeah i see you mugging

that shit there don't mean nothing

'posed to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches

no i ain't in my feelings

i'm just saying don't start tripping

when i get on your ho mind

talk trap

watch your mouth

fuck you mean?

it's my house

hundreds kill

going to kill

any nigga

that fucking feel

like they fucking with me

trunk fit in my truck since it's all tall and shit

still ride with tuck that's my dog bitch

semi's never tuck

i will draw bitch

as far as i know fuck the law

they doing all the killing and i gotta watch my back cause i got 5 children

yeah

and they get bonds and they get appeals and that shit

just can't be real but i ain't tripping cause i just

woke up with a sack

woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks

woke up with that strap on me

i went and copped that challenger

i ain't got no manners but my mama gave me standards bitch

i can't fall in love with no motherfucking nothing

yeah i see you mugging

that shit there don't mean nothing

'posed to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches

no i ain't in my feelings

i'm just saying don't start tripping

when i get on your ho mind

oh it feels so cold it's so cold cold

get up out my way

get out my way hoe

i'ma get that money when i want

i'ma get that money when i want to

i'ma get that money when i want

i'ma get that money when i want to

i don't know you homie

yeah

low life

low life

low life

low life