Uh, turn me up, P
Uh, Richey
Uh, uh, uh
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, baow)

Uh, uh

Crackers tryna swing the block, but we keep on gettin´ it
Over here, we ain´t got no opps ´cause these niggas bitches
Niggas still hate me over there, tryna knock me off my pivot
I´ll let her nigga buy her nails and hair, I´ll go buy a pendant
Fuck with all the DJs that´s gon´ keep me spinnin´
But I´m turned up, nigga ain´t never been a coalition
Half a ticket on me right now, I bet that bitch gon´ listen
I DM the bitch to take her out of town, I bet your bitch go missin´

A ten-year run, I was a young nigga out here trappin´ midget
I feel like I got a magic wand, I been out trickin´ bitches
I feel like the 50 Boyz ´cause in my britches, nigga, I can fit a fifty
Might have to cross a nigga out I love ´cause niggas ain´t even with me
Me and that young bitch always fightin´ just like Bobby and Whitney
She gon´ eat that dick up good, I bought that Pink Whitney
She done fucked me and my brother, that bitch you seen with me
They heard I ran up seven M´s, tell fuck niggas, "Come and get me"
My nigga shoot the shit out a nigga, I got that plumber with me

These niggas be doin´ all that Tweetin´, but niggas ain´t fuckin´ with me
We started off a hundred deep, ain´t none of them niggas with me
I know I fucked her good ´cause all of my ex bitches miss me
These niggas be cappin´ when they say, "No cap," like, "No kizzy"
I´m only givin´ a nigga a Bubba chain who roll with me
I´m talkin´ ´bout same niggas who post up at the store with me
Went against the whole hood, we only had like four semis
I´m only like five foot and a couple inches with four bitches
I´m ´posed to have a ticket, nigga, I ain´t see like no mentions

Can´t let him hold the strap, it went down, he done froze with it
Every time I make another hundred, I get more bitches
I fuck that bitch up off that Henny, got control in it
"Why your car so tinted out?" ´Cause I got ´bows in it
You know I fuck with Herbo and them ´cause I got no limits
My heart too froze, baby, that´s why I be cold pimpin´
My backdoor closed, baby, I ain´t doin´ no slippin´
We´ll wipe your nose, baby, we ain´t doin´ no trippin´
We got them ´bows, baby, but we ain´t doin´ no shippin´

She say she fuck me better, these hoes ain´t no different
I ain´t sold a zip in a year
Big old diamonds in my ear
Make them packages disappear
She got piercings on her lip
I´m out here thuggin´ with the dips
I rock Chane-ne for the Crips
I fucked this bitch up off the rip
Yeah, yeah

Crackers tryna swing the block, but we keep on gettin´ it
Over here, we ain´t got no opps ´cause these niggas bitches
Niggas still hate me over there, tryna knock me off my pivot
I´ll let her nigga buy her nails and hair, I´ll go buy a pendant

Fuck with all the DJs that´s gon´ keep me spinnin´
But I´m turned up, nigga ain´t never been a coalition
Half a ticket on me right now, I bet that bitch gon´ listen
I DM the bitch to take her out of town, I bet your bitch go missin´