Showed His Hand

[Intro] Yeah Uh, hell yeah Ayy Uh, ayy [Chorus] I call her my bitch, then she ain't gotta chip in with it, true life shit gettin' realer and realer Stuffed my safe 'til this shit won't fit, so I went and bought a vault just to hide out in it Three letters, ARP, I don't hide from no nigga, only shit gettin' hid, nigga hidin' they bitches Lil' compact but this bitch a four-nick', they gon' step outta love, I don't pay for a hit And they know that, serve rich junkies like Kodak That bitch never had no self-respect, she get walked on like a doormat Niggas got hats but he got no money, see, it's a difference, my niggas got both He can't hold no water for nothin', been showed his hand, nigga must be slow [Verse] Yeah, ayy Lil' nigga loafin', I'm locked in, focused, they put me up there on the podium I drop an eight in a liter, it's one more eight, finna shoot to the store again Tried, he died, he played, he laid, the opps act like they don't know him Nigga way too friendly, it's way too easy, bro say, "Fuck it, let's do him" Pineapple Fanta, I turn it to whiskey, I'm fightin' the pain Bitch got a head on her shoulders, goin' too crazy, I'm pushin' her, fightin' the brain If you chargin' the high, then I would advise to not even come my way Folks in a mission for licks and they ain't into waitin', he tryna take somethin' today Set up a play, I was way out the way, I ain't gotta be too close for nothin' I done seen niggas reach the top, then fall, your number get called, then you better ball or somethin' Ayy, go get a bucket, I know how to hustle, I turn me a buck to a hundred She talkin' in future, I think she ahead of herself, I was switchin' the subject [Chorus] I call her my bitch, then she ain't gotta chip in with it, true life shit gettin' realer and realer Stuffed my safe 'til this shit won't fit, so I went and bought a vault just to hide out in it Three letters, ARP, I don't hide from no nigga, only shit gettin' hid, nigga hidin' they bitches Lil' compact but this bitch a four-nick', they gon' step outta love, I don't pay for a hit And they know that, serve rich junkies like Kodak That bitch never had no self-respect, she get walked on like a doormat Niggas got hats but he got no money, see, it's a difference, my niggas got both He can't hold no water for nothin', been showed his hand, nigga must be slow