Telling It All

[Intro]

Runnin' to the cheese, lil' nigga, I ain't fuckin' round

Them hit-men with me lil' nigga, they will hunt you down

Sosa was never 'bout that life, how the fuck you sound

Put the red dot on your nose, you's a fuckin' clown

[Hook]

I'm in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight

We leave your ass left if you're not right

I'm in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight

Red insides, white out, that's a stop sign

And the truck look like a dump 'cause it's sittin' tall

Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga, ball

Gucci jackets, both pockets filled with it all

And these diamonds and my jewelry tellin' it all

[Verse 1]

I hit Gucci just to stunt

I just poured me up a cup

I've been in it since a pup

I'm gonna get it, wish me luck

We in that tinted car, you fucked

Nah in Tunechis voice, you trucked

Rollin' dope up like a cluck

So much dope, it got me stuck

I swear I be high as fuck

In the mall just buyin' stuff

Ring me up, I'm cashin' out

Ain't with all that trying'stuff

And I got that iron tucked

I just started chargin' up

Ain't with all the fussin' stuff

In that vrrrrm cuttin' up

[Hook]

I'm in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight

We leave your ass left if you're not right

I'm in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight

Red insides, white out, that's a stop sign

And the truck look like a dump 'cause it's sittin' tall

Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga, ball

Gucci jackets, both pockets filled with it all

And these diamonds and my jewelry tellin' it all

[Verse 2]

I'm in the diamond, district kickin' big shit

Bank roll, on me, poppin' big shit

Me and the crew, in your city we got big sticks

Big TV near the toilet, I take big shits

I had your bitch, in my office, now she dismissed

No attention, especially when she throwin' big fits

Forty pointers, and a watch, that's that big shit

A couple shows, my pockets fatter than a big bitch

Whole pint, now I gotta take a big piss

Triple A, I always got a-fuckin'-ssistance

Peter Parker, I always knew I had a sixth sense

And the opps, is always on my fuckin' hit-list

[Hook]

I'm in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight

We leave your ass left if you're not right

I'm in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight

Red insides, white out, that's a stop sign

And the truck look like a dump 'cause it's sittin' tall

Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga, ball

Gucci jackets, both pockets filled with it all

And these diamonds and my jewelry tellin' it all