That bitch hard
Thirty pointers in the face (Shit)
Yeah, APs, Rollies, all that shit
Nigga, I would´ve popped out with a Patek on you niggas (Shit)

I got a bust down watch on my wrist right now (I got a bust down watch on my wrist)
I´ll drink a whole fuckin´ pint of the Tris right now (I´ll drink a whole fuckin´ pint of the Tris)
I got thirty racks on me, all slips right now (Thirty racks on me, all blues)
I got so much money on me, make a bitch pipe down (Bitch, shut the fuck up, who you talkin´ to?)
I got thirty pointer diamonds in the link right now (Bling)
I got a whole pint of red if I wanna drink right now (Shit, we can pour a whole eight)
We at the club, bitch tryna get beat right now (You tryna fuck in the club?)
I ain´t tryna fuck you right now ´cause it stink right now (Bitch, you gotta take a shower first)

Bag in, I can put a nigga on his feet right now (What you need?)
Brodie back in, we might set the play and have to speed right out (Go, go, go)
Shit, I was finna just let the beat ride out (Shit)
Bitch, I´m rich, it´s a hundred dollars for my three-five now
In the club with a stick on me
In the booth with a stick on me
Just bought a ten milli´ with a switch on it (Shit)
I´ll knock down your big homie
I put my all in my dog and he switched on me
Twenty pointer diamond links, spent a brick on it
I just pulled up to the hood in some Rick Owens
He a light-skinned nigga, I can put a bitch on him (Crazy, that´s easy)

I can put a girl on him
Baby blue old-school with the pearl on it (Shit)
Medellin hit with somethin´, it´s a swirl in it
I ain´t wanna fuck, she fucked me for that nut, she actin´ like a squirrel, don´t she?
Niggas broke as fuck, tried to sell my watch, nobody offered up (Tell me why a girl want it?)
Know I´m in the hood if you see the store open
I just bought a cup of ice cream, poured a four on it
Slimed a nigga out, got ten ´bows, and we left him in the crib, bro, why you leave the door open?
I cut the plug out and clipped the cord on him
Nigga, I be spittin´ real facts, why you snorin´ on me?
So much water on my neck, it´s a storm on me
I´m in Collins sellin´ dope out my dormitory
Would tell you ´bout this, but it´s a long story

Me and Tizzle ridin´ ´round in a Longhorn
Niggas wearing Cartiers with the long horns
Me and gang back to back, three or four foreigns
And we all got ´em wrapped, so you know they ours
These broke-ass niggas don´t even own cars
I don´t wanna hear about your war story, nigga, I got my own scars