I know some niggas that thirst cream That pop a bitch on camera and we ain't talkin' twerk team Shootin' up cribs porches to smokescreens Mama smoking nightmares chasin' her pipe Hard to give advice behind the of the call So his limits have ceilings his pop behind walls School a free meal Streets become a cheap prices pa paid he gon' pay a cheap deal Hourglasss empty but he for a refill breakdancin, yeah he make that bitch windmill Guess he's just a psycho in the in the Chrysler livin' spiteful nigga lookin' just to ice you So we livin' hostile just to cop some Trenchcoat Mafia, for a Hollister Gotta get his up So we hit the dice Lost all his re-up, now he rob the game Probation violation his ass the son of Satan Got old niggas scared like it's crystal lake and Jason Cause they been through cases they ain't tryna go Fresh up on the street he give a fuck about that Snatchin' Carti's downtown wear 'em damn week Tryna get the same on the same damn street Rob a ho ass nigga at the same time At the same damn time, at the same time Cause gremlins
He just smoke some kush And fuck some hoes at the mall For shit, he wished it all Baby face and all, my nigga gotta ball, lil' nigga gotta ball Run up on you where money at nigga after that Lean in that cup Lil nigga up Pop a pill And he feel nigga You do it in the song, he do it for real And all his OGs is either dead or in to talk to him like, fuck it they won't listen Unnecessary shit, that he has to A pair of Religions dog, my lil' nigga blast you Listenin' to 2 Chainz, ain't bout college I wonder if he knew that 2 Chainz went to I wonder if he that, would that change his mind? Guess that's somethin' find in due time