Got mo bags den a WalMart
I Drive the whip like a nascar
Slide on a nigga like a ballpark
Im getting money off my call log
Im team player u a ball hog
Im a street nigga ion f*ck wit blogs
If u a snitch we can't have no dialogue
Aye! Aye! Gang! Gang! Gang! Aye!
Yeah Aye! Aye! Aye! Aye! Aye!
Don't mistake me for no hooper when I slap fives wit my shooter
Baby chop in the back like a booster
Cut a nigga out like a blooper
Got mo drum kits den producers
Got yo bitch calling a uber
I stab hoes Freddy Krueger
Bitch my heart belong in a cooler
Aye! Aye!
Got mo bags den a WalMart
I Drive the whip like a nascar
I'll slide on them like a ballpark
Im getting money off my call log
Ima team player u a ball hog
Im a street nigga ion f*ck wit blogs
If u a snitch we can't have no dialogue
Bitch, aye!
RTAs bout a zip of the Runtz
Niggas put 1 gram in they blunts
I sold 5 grams to my unk
Aye! Aye!
I was putting O's all in that trunk
Open up the safe that shit smell like a skunk
Opened up my heart and she tore it up
Bitch, aye!
We live and learn ion regret my pass
She suck and f*ck and u love her ass
I bag and serve like the grocery man
Im spending 4 but i made 10
Gambino ima made man
Money tied up in 2 rubberbands
I got clean from sum dirty hands Aye!
Don't mistake me for no hooper when I slap fives wit my shooter
Baby chop in the back like a booster
Cut a nigga out like a blooper
Got mo drum kits den producers
Got yo bitch calling a uber
I stab hoes Freddy Krueger
Bitch my heart belong in a cooler
Don't mistake me for no hooper when I slap fives wit my shooter
Baby chop in the back like a booster
Cut a nigga out like a blooper
Got mo drum kits den producers
Got yo bitch calling a uber
I stab hoes Freddy Krueger
Bitch my heart belong in a cooler
Aye!