I got a clip for a nigga tryna on me (Stunt on me, on me) I put a bullet in a tryna front on me (Front on me, on me) I got that on me - I'm, I'm, I'm up now I'm strapped bitch, we I got burner on me - I'm, I'm, I'm up now I'm bitch, we ballin'
1] So you got a Benz? I buy my bitch a Benz niggas you be fucking with, I wouldn't fuck with them I'm on that brick shit, you still on that shit I sell them whole ones, you ten dollar rocks, bitch Man, get your weight up, I said get your up Stay in your place 'fore you get your ass up Man, I ever scared, I got all kind of guns I'm getting plenty bread, I the hoes to one Strip, bitch, you heard me? I said strip, I'm as ice, check them temperature on my wrist, trick I blew 200 grand, kind of watch is that? I bet you know, stop tryna jack my swag, ho Gucci, Fendi, Prada and Louis, now I'm hotter So it's Tom Ford and Armani, YSL, I'm fly as I be Louis Vuitton swan with my mask on I look good enough to eat, your bitch'll me and'll fuck me
I got a clip for a nigga stunt on me (Stunt on me, on me) I put a in a nigga tryna front on me (Front on me, on me) I got that on me - I'm, I'm, I'm up now I'm strapped bitch, we I got that on me - I'm, I'm, I'm up now I'm bitch, we ballin'
2] You say you hard as a motherfucker, you H.A.M strapped in this motherfucker, now understand Banana clip, banana split, I be on some shit 30 here, dump 30 there, I make it hot up out this bitch My diamonds bigger, grimy niggas, city slicker, pull the Line a nigga, it's a stick up, money pick up, kick up Tires screeching when I'm reaching, 50 in church, bitch This is pimping, around and end up in the worst shit tip, .40 mag, bloody rags, toe tag Body bag, killer swag, blood all on my Gucci Now I'm mad in the Jag, day, this is bad Fucking fag, look at your ass, why you me do this shit? I'm built for this, so I was mama gone I've been on my own I'm for real about it, man, fuck how you about it Nigga, we in the streets, that's why we holdin'