(Marc Boomin, this you?)
What up, Marc Boomin? Man, we been  you know we still fuck around too, though
Money is not everything, ghetto boy shit, free the whole

I´ma say this shit every time, man
Y´all might as well get used to this shit
Fifty point diamond link on, you know what I´m sayin´?
Seventy thousand dollar watches and shit, we back
Yeah

I was sittin´ in the feds, now I´m in the Maybach pourin´ sixes of some red
Put a hundred in his car, you might hit him in his head
I just drunk some old red, I can feel it in my legs
My nigga want some work, I might just hit him with a brick, feelin´ like I´m Craig
I don´t want my dick sucked, give me your whole head
You can´t tell I poured the six up, it´s in the cup with red

I learned how to cook dope from my old man
But the crazy part is, I never sold grams
If Rio walkin´ off the stage, then the show end
I just made a dub today on some slow shit
I don´t just be fuckin´ anybody, bae, I ho shit
I might just let my son have my old kit
I heard a nigga took your gun, you a whole bitch
Eighty-five in the drum, drop the whole clip
White bitch suckin´ dick good, but ain´t got no lips
You can´t never be the gang, you the wrong time
These niggas washed up, hang ´em on a clothesline
I bought a pint, sold a seven, drunk a whole nine
Unc´ ready to send somethin´ to heaven, he hit a whole line
Nigga, I just drunk a four four times, that´s a whole pint
Two-twenty on my neck, that´s your whole life

Got a check from Distro and bought my ho ice
Bring me a double cup of Sprite, I don´t want no ice
I can´t miss when I blow, I got four lights
Took a Perc´, tryna fuck the bitch, it took a whole night
Damn, bitch, is you a virgin? Why it´s so tight?
I´ll break the internet right now if I go live
Stop talkin´ ´bout a half a M, I made that four times in six months
We just bought a ´bow of za, we rollin´ big blunts
We ain´t no petty lean drinkers, bring us big cups
A two liter in one cup, that´s a Big Gulp
I think I drunk my shit too fast, got the hiccups
So much dog shit I just picked up, I need a pickup truck

Bitch, go get your ass did, you got a little butt
I got four pockets, I´ma fill ´em up
900 Brabus Rocket truck cost a million bucks
Told bro, "Hop in that Maybach, come pick me up"
Soon as I let the seat lay back, she lick me up
And I don´t smoke weed no more, but let me twist it up
R.I.P. Soda, I done fucked a lot of chicken up
Why you niggas buyin´ watches that be tickin´, bruh?
Slime city, I don´t trust nobody, I´ll kill my brother
Okay, we just smoked a zip, Will, twist another one
I fucked a bitch ten times, we ain´t kiss or nothin´
Ain´t wanna pop him, I just hit him with the pistol butt

Am I Grinch or what?
´Cause I just made a million dollars and fucked Christmas up