I started selling these P´s, couldn´t get used to the workin´
No cap or facades in none of these verses
(Ayy, Finchie, we see you)

I started selling these P´s, couldn´t get used to the workin´
She see I´m in my bag, she want her a Birkin
No cap or facades in none of these verses
Did a show in my opp hood, still wasn´t nervous
Had a Drac´ in the bookbag, Glock under shirt
I be fresh as a bitch, start sellin´ detergent
Can´t wait, need it now, this shit here urgent
See an opp on the freeway, drop the window, we mergin´

Thick bitch, do hair, she curvy
Big boss, I don´t want her, I curved her
Real ice, like cream, shit sherbet
Bitch wanna be my baby like Gerber
All of my opps done got money, shit terrible
He ain´t got a hundred, can´t compare to me, ayy
I got real shooters on side of me, opps

Know it ain´t safe, they gon´ slide for me
I got the key to the street like a faculty
Just talked to the plug and he sendin´ more packages
Higher than Pluto, gettin´ geeked with my savages
Cuban link flooded, this bitch still´ll ask for it
Ayy, F&N plastic, no time for no wrestlin´
Run up with the actin´, get left like a mannequin
Havin´ checks like Nike, still gettin´ new balances
He thought I was proud we caught him, everybody started clappin´ sticks

I started selling these P´s, couldn´t get used to the workin´
She see I´m in my bag, she want her a Birkin
No cap or facades in none of these verses

Did a show in my opp hood, still wasn´t nervous
Had a Drac´ in the bookbag, Glock under shirt
I be fresh as a bitch, start sellin´ detergent
Can´t wait, need it now, this shit here urgent
See an opp on the freeway, drop the window, we mergin´

Drop the window, they hit at his temple
Ayy, still got the snowboard, slide in the winter
They say he crashed, he fucked up his fender
Bitch, come fuck on a boss, your man a beginner
Can´t fuck with these hoes, they lyin´ like Simba
Finesse him two times, I´m ridin´ in a rental
He thought I was green, now he in a pickle
He get no stripes, zero, Damian Lillard
Bitch, I stay with my pole like I´m datin´ a stripper
Bitch think she a dime, not even a nickel

You would think I could punt how I fucked her and kicked her
Shit crazy, I heard you cuffed her and kissed her
Free Osama, send a diss and we sendin´ a missile
Frazier, bitch, I stay cleaner than Mister
Can´t do a show, I ain´t wearin´ my pistol
I´m fuckin´ with Dolph how I´m sending these Hitlers
Bitch gave me head, I think she from Lipscomb
Don´t fuck up my wood, baby, take off that lipstick
Heard she ride dick like a Ripstick
Spoiled bitch, tell her no, she gon´ throw a hiss-fit
Tell her no, she gon´ throw a temper tantrum
Talkin´ shit, bitch, I need plenty Pampers
They gave me a chance and I don´t even fuck with rappers

My niggas step, fraternity, and I don´t even fuck with cappers

I started selling these P´s, couldn´t get used to the workin´
She see I´m in my bag, she want her a Birkin
No cap or facades in none of these verses
Did a show in my opp hood, still wasn´t nervous
Had a Drac´ in the bookbag, Glock under shirt
I be fresh as a bitch, start sellin´ detergent
Can´t wait, need it now, this shit here urgent
See an opp on the freeway, drop the window, we mergin´