(It´s a Wayne beat) Ghetto Boyz shit (Fuck the fire, we got grease)
You will not see me in no fuckin´ car if it ain´t supercharged We dropped on them, they ain´t drop back, they tried to shoot a star Lil Tae learnin´ how to shoot inside movin´ cars I just want the dog shit, I don´t care who the hardest I´m just bein´ honest Turnt in real life, I might pop out with a million dollars I ain´t even tryna show it, I´ll spend this shit They hit his block two times, they finna bend again Got a fuckin´ fishin´ rod, finna reel him in I don´t want no Trackhawk, I finna get a Benz This bitch got a V12, they want two hundred bands I´ll pull up to my granny house and do my cousin in
We in a million dollar house, you gotta buzz ´em in I would never argue ´bout the price of drank, it´s just a couple bands I´ma die from old age or with a gun in hand Them niggas slid down with an old K, he did the runnin´ man Wayne, punch me in Pat a nigga back before I touch his head I´m only runnin´ on these beats, not my fuckin´ legs Fuck around and wet his shit, he had a bucket head I´m chillin´ with a bitch from Zone 6, but we in Buckhead I need to do another song, wasn´t enough said I got one million on me right now, where the fuck it said?
Stop lookin´ at my crazy ´fore I bust your head I said this shit once, I won´t repeat what I fuckin´ said Now I´m all down in Repeat tryna spend some bands Pat Moon just pulled up, I gave him ten bands For a pair of Timberlands, it´s a fuckin´ pass Like how the fuck I get sixty months? I had a fuckin´ gram Real water on my neck, why would I tuck it in? I heard you had some real pints of Wock´, why you ain´t cut me in?
If I can´t bring my gun with me, I ain´t comin´ in Uh, we just dropped a hundred shots, we finna come again I ain´t on that hot shit today, I´m with my other friends
I´m finna spent three-fifty in Amiri, I´m a hundred in I´m finna go buy fifty pints, they got a hundred in And Rio say he want the rest, make it a hundred then We finna count a million on our hands, go get some rubber bands You say you like the way I rap, let me fuck you then Uh, I will never dap you up, nigga, fuck your hand Uh, I won´t do a song with you, nigga, fuck your fans I´ll rob a nigga off an Addy, nigga, fuck them Xans They hit the lights, you stomp the gas, nigga, fuck that trans
I really hate my fuckin´ opps, you just don´t understand I´m twenty-one with a kit that cost a hundred grand You can come up in the trap, but your homie banned One Draco cannot stop a bus, but a hundred can If I let a nigga take my life, I´ma haunt the man I just fucked a bitch from down south, she wanna hunch again (Uh) Swung on me and died, he won´t throw another punch again Go to school and then leave soon as the lunch is in I think his body fell out, go check the trunk again You say you got your gun, why the fuck you runnin´ then?
My bitch bad and she ballin´ like Juwanna Mann They thought I ran out of bullets, I started dumpin´ with my other hand, nigga