BITCH!!

[Intro] Ayy, gang Ayy, gang Ayy, lil' Polo, man You already know how I’m rockin' (Boom, boom, boom) Look [Verse] Fuck working a pack, need my wrist in a bowl Baggin' them keys and start hittin’ the road Where we meetin' up, that location disclosed Hop out the Tesla with butterfly doors I'm with three shooters, they all got a pole Fuck up the transaction, they takin' your soul See them gon' blow like it's somethin' in they nose You ride with your brothers, get blicked with your bros Bitches be eaters, they gettin' exposed Can’t fell in love, I can not propose Gang gettin’ to it and runnin' through hoes She fuck up her knees for the team like D Rose I be flexin’ and I get in my mode Don't play by the rules but I stick to the code Tired of the basic, this shit gettin' old I used to dream like I got drafted by somebody team Like, one day I'm goin’ to play with the pros I used to drip, walk through Cottage Grove Lost a few members then my heart got cold Got kicked outta school and started losin' control Shit started fast-forwarding Now I'm in that booth just recordin' 'Cause my story need to be told When I cash the check, I'm goin' to fuck from the store 'Cause I wanted Jordans but my mom couldn't afford 'em To get every pair is the goal Chasin' the high when I felt at my lowest When I went broke, it was time to go pokin' Sayin' you not goin', that Glizzy start smokin' Better be aware of this Glizzy I'm totin' .40 start clappin' and causin' commotion Drop on the ground and his spirit start floatin' Like he can't shoot, bitch, I'm gon' leave him open Stuck in my grandma house stompin' on roaches Felt so much pain, shit, what I've been through is bogus Thinkin' about hundreds would help me with copin' That's why I get rich and I'll try to slow down I'm workin' hard like I need a promotion Playin' my cards right and stackin' my tokens I said I got it, they thought I was jokin' Really start rappin', now I'm who they're quotin' Know I'm goin' to make it, just gotta stay focused Gon' reach the top, I put that on my mom's Bitch, I was destined to ball like LeBron Bitch, I'm goin' to live like a king or a don I need the key to that Benz in my palm Pull up and flex on these niggas like prom Yo' bitch just seen me and couldn't stay calm Like I wear drip, got her wet like a pond I tell her I need my space like I'm Tom Keep all my bitches in check And I swear that I love all my dogs like I'm Cesar Millan Put gang on the map and shit with this rappin' shit We gon' be runnin' the city like ron Grew up around killers, finessers, and cons Stakeout with them Cobras Bitch we them snakes in the grass so be careful when mowin' your lawn Opps ain't outside, they like to talk shit and hide They only posted on Facebook.com I bet they fall when we slide with them bombs The AR a Tesla, nigga, no ran We catch him snoozin', you goin' to be alarmed Knock off his head, we don't aim for the arm Knock off his head, we don't aim for the arm Knock off his head, we don't aim for the arm, bitch