GTA 2

Yeah

Yeah

Let's go

Ooh

Key, talk to 'em

Key, talk to 'em

I had to turn to the streets when I ain't have none of these

I gotta stand ten toes

Ten toes

I know it's them versus me

They be cappin' 'bout what they got goin' on, please believe me

I was outside, nigga, in the smoke

Outside

I don't even watch TV

Watch TV

One chain on, low key, no J, it cost a quarter key

Blunts do it better

Blunts do it bettеr

Blunts do it better

Blunts do it bettеr

I came in a G-Wagen, came with a chauffeur

Cocaine ones on me, like baking soda

I pay for her ass, she know what I'm on

Pay for her ass

Send them to shoot up the car when I'm wrong

I ain't never paid but just know that I'm stoned

Niggas get smoked like Al Capone

I thought my time was wrong

Woo

Now all the bullets is froze

Gee, how much your bail?

How many?

I'ma call pays jail

They in the trial with bail

Can't pay no attention for real

I let you rock your bell

I rock Chanel for real

Chanel for real, yeah, Chanel for real, there's a difference, you know what I'm saying?

Key, talk to 'em

Hey

Let's go

Blunts do it better

Blunts do it better

Blunts do it better

Yeah

Blunts do it better

I came in a G-Wagen, came with a chauffeur

Cocaine ones on me, like baking soda

I pay for her ass, she know what I'm on

Pay for her ass

Send them to shoot up the car when I'm wrong

I ain't never paid but just know that I'm stoned

Niggas get smoked like Al Capone

I'm riding with the slimes, they right or wrong

Yeah, the A1s, they diggin' up wreck, my niggas want all the smoke

Yeah, I seen an opp on the news, I had to go write me a song

Yeah, the stick give nigga the blues, these hoes they won't leave me alone

I got some new Vlone, and I got Ksubis on

I got some new Vlone, nigga, with a big old chrome

Yeah, slime a nigga out

Yeah, wipe a nigga nose

My diamonds all yellow like Snack

Jumpin' out, let me get dough

Yeah, I was just in the spot with the pot

I ride in the drop with a thot

I'm whippin' the boat, make it last

I got mollies and Xannies in this backpack

I got a hundred shooters that'll spin your block in a Scat Pack

I gotta stand ten toes

Ten toes

I know it's them versus me

Niggas be cappin' 'bout what they got goin' on, please believe me

I was outside, nigga, in the smoke

Outside

I don't even watch TV

Watch TV

One chain on, low key, no J, it cost a quarter key

Blunts do it better

Blunts do it better

Blunts do it better

Blunts do it better

I came in a G-Wagen, came with a chauffeur

Cocaine ones on me, like baking soda

I pay for her ass, she know what I'm on

Pay for her ass

Send them to shoot up the car when I'm wrong

I ain't never paid but just know that I'm stoned

Niggas get smoked like Al Capone