This shit mean nothin´ to me
I´m so heartless with this shit, you ain´t take nothin´ from ´em
Grabbed this AP when it slip and then they shot your cousin

I might stand up in the pussy, but I´ma fall in love
Bae let´s rise above
I´ve been dodgin´ horns
I be running from the pigs, I feel like Martin Lawrence
I was a snotty nose little kid, I feel like Meech
I´ve been blowin´ money quick, I feel like Reeve´s
I spent three hundred for this shit, you say I shot your mama
Why you lyin´ on me and shit ´cause I was in Bahamas?
Playin´ poker, drinkin´ crisp and smokin´ weed
I ain´t never goin´ to admit the shit I seen
I ain´t never goin´ to admit
I spent forty on that bitch because she bean
I ain´t no rat, I don´t eat nothing with no cheese

This a dirty Glock in these Amiri jeans
Even though I´m from the ugly, bitch, I´m clean
I just talked to Gotti, say he know my secrets
I be killin´ shit and think he don´t see it
I´m with the mafia, they know I´m demon
And, I bet you always see me in your dreams
I´m born and raised Pompanoya, I´m on leave
I miss my blue Toyota, it got seized
Syko on the way he pullin´ up with Keef
I say, "Don´t even come if y´all don´t got no trees"
I keep a tree branch, yeah, dirty sticks
Six shooters, I don´t need a thirty-clip
Dead flowers, I like guns and roses
AK-47s and whole lot of motion
AK-47s and whole lot of motion (Say, yeah)
AK-47s and whole lot of motion
AK-47s and whole lot of motion nigga

I pay the studio session serving fiends
Your bitch in here poppin´ pussy, poppin´ beans
Yet my nigga fell out with me for no reason
And he know he fucked up in his ear
´Cause he already know how I be
Probably put that boy to sleep when I see him
Fuck the F-E-D-S, A-B-C´s I´m a lil nigga, but I´ma step, that´s on my Zs
Fuck the fame, I´m rocking Prada with the Re´s
I told my nigga, "Just follow my lead"
I´ma rundown on a nigga, bitch, freeze
I´m tryna tell ya, baby, I got what you need