Back in the lab I'm smoking exotic
I'm running through beats, uh
Shit I been at it for weeks
Turn me up turn me up nigga I'm geeked
Yeah, uh
Young nigga playing for keeps
It's no heading back when you run in the streets
Back in the field we don't wear no cleats
F*ck what you saying we all gotta eat
Yeah, they say that we in too deep, uh
Pull up like two or three Jeeps, uh
My niggas ride with that heat, uh
I got the mac in the seat, uh
Oh, that bitch is a freak she on her knees
She like feed me please
Oh that's ya bitch come and do sum, uh
You got a problem come shoot sum, uh
None of these niggas don't prove nun, uh
Uh uh, swerving through lanes like Bruce Wayne, uh
Two Glocks on me like Max Payne uh
AF1's like cocaine uh
Smoking on gas that propane uh
Play if you want we gon' snatch chains uh
Play if you want we gon' let it bang uh, yeah yeah
KB I get to them racks
Straight from the jungle I had to adapt, uh
Hop in the booth and I'm back
PTSD got me clutching my gat
Fell back off the drugs then a nigga relapsed, uh
Yeah, uh uh
Pourin' up Act in my Fanta uh
Bad lil white bitch named Pamela
Pass her to bro cause I know he gon' handle her uh
Ima get rich no label or manager
Don't try to stop because I might damage you
Not talking money I'm not understanding you
I'm not understanding, uh
Take off I ain't landing, uh
I'm posted up with the bandits, uh
I pop a x pop a Xanax
Yeah I'm outta space I'm stranded, uh
Back in the lab advancing, uh
Floating drip outstanding, uh
Take that risk I chanced it, uh
Back in the lab I'm coolin' with Benji
Thotty ass bitch let me pull on her Remy
Toting the semi the clip holding plenty
We got the choppers for Mickies and Minnie
Niggas be talking like they really envy, uh
Don't give a f*ck about none of them niggas
Don't give a f*ck about none of them bitches
All of my niggas be getting them riches
Don't give a f*ck about none of them critics