[Intro]
Yeah
Huh
[Verse]
Choppin', re-rockin' the dope on the regular
Numbers so low that I beat my competitor
Stick on me, this is not a Beretta though
When Auntie get sick, I'm the one with the antidote
5.56 split a little nigga cantaloupe
You ain't got no dope, what the fuck is you trappin' for?
You ain't got no pole, why the fuck is you actin' for?
Pull this stick out my jeans, I ain't tryna go back and forth
Bitch, Pap want an Audi, don't want an Aventador
Board this bitch twice, just in case they try to hit the door
Stick in my jeans, bitch, you know what I'm livin' for
If the dogs get in this bitch, make sure you flush it all
Papi sell straight drop, no touchin' bust at all
Auntie took a hit, damn near bust her fuckin' jaw
I ain't hit it with cut, bitch, I'm leavin' it raw
Servеd Unc what he want, got my cash and I'm gone
Got shooters in thе tree like Curious George
What the fuck is you bein' all curious for?
I'll throw a nigga off, I be steerin' 'em wrong
If he think I'm dumb, I'ma play right along
When it's up then it's up, I'm outside of your home
And the 5.56 gon' go through your dome
Cuz asked why the hell did I do him so wrong
'Cause he was re-rockin' and choppin' my zones
He think I ain't knew, but I knew all along
I don't talk much, I don't speak on the phone
'Fore I hang with some pussies, I'll hang all alone
Rob a nigga and act like I ain't do nothin' wrong
Doin' high speeds in the 7, can't catch me, I'm gone
If the police get behind me, I'm leadin' them on
Hundred sticks in this bitch like Sylvester Stallone
I'll beat a bitch up like Sylvester Stallone
I'm a one man army, Sylvester Stallone
Rag tied to the side like Sylvester Stallone
Work strong as a bitch like Sylvester Stallone
I got old money like Sylvester Stallone
Wanna bring cuz back, but they took him, he gone
That shit fuck with my mind every time I'm alone
Feel like pullin' the 'Rari or somethin'
Jump out with the stick, go retarded or somethin'
Papi hit a lick, he got all kind of money
Fives, tens, twenties and fifties and hunnids
Got cameras on the trap, I can see when you comin'
Don't feed me no food, bitch, feed me some money
In the kitchen all night, I don't sleep, I'm a junkie
Under any circumstance, better keep it a hunnid
Stand tall like a man and stand on your word
I remember late night, used to trap on the curb
You ain't in the street nigga, you was raised in the burbs
Pull up shootin' shit, nigga, what's the word?
If you don't fuck with me, genuinely tell me now
Ain't no love lost, just stay the fuck from 'round me
You can leave me wherever you found me
I guarantee I pull right back up in a Audi
I gave my all to the trap, you don't know about it
And got a nigga life savings in my closet
Bunch of B.B. Simons and Robins
Came from sellin' heroin and robbin'
Bitch, my mind polluted, I got problems
Up the glick, bitch, I don't like talking
Give a fuck how serious it is, I can solve it
Pap got Glocks, don't like revolvers
Give a fuck if a hunnid years come with them charges
I ain't runnin' my mouth regardless
It ain't 'bout being the richest, it's 'bout being the smartest
Nigga, use your brain, you fuckin' retarded
