Affiliated I’m for real nigga gotta hit me with the strap, Got 2 knives on me get yo neck and get yo back, Look we can throw hands we can stomp it out, One on one no bitch fightin ima call you out and, One and done, now go and get yo son, What’s it gon be hit yo love from the back seat, Not certified G but you know I’m chasing money, Feelin fresh nigga can’t be bummy uh, Slanging anything worth my time or a dime Blowin lines yeah now you know it’s party time Uh Smokin darts like cancer ain’t a thing Impulsive dna got addiction in my veins yeah, Keepin diamonds in my rings Silver and gold chains Flexing is def my thing Always utilize my brain Smokin loud I do not know the strain It’s my new main, roll me up a jay, eh, Throw your hood up if you think you for real What’s the word you got crank for me to hear Don’t let him on the job it’s rich folk mob Real niggas only fresh rich folk mob uh, No bannies no flags or tags Affiliated with the mag Little bits in bags Weigh it up, chop it up Split the price in half Flip it once flip it twice Putting money in the safe yeah, Going ham with the nonsense Spitting flames, get your game money up Just lift them thangs, make it rain Predictable and half insane I can’t maintain, fuck it man I can’t contain myself And I think it’s the cocain to blame I’m tamed and lame, my Jesus piece obtained in vein I can’t complain, sippin Henny not Champaign Swervin I’m lanes, all the lines sound the same Never stop, going hard like tech 9 In the street, best believe gotta get mine Walk around 2 blades no 9 milli Pants saggin and the packs, they really sellin Red bottoms, jeans, white tee, not a g, trendy no flags, but we in the street Dodging heat, gotta eat, we the fleet, remember me Uh, remember me yeah, Red bull caused the ulcer, coke fills my nasal I’m like a repulser, dark intentions fabled Smoking crystals in and out the pistol of the bristol kissin bitches under mistletoe if albino the afterglow Afterglow, Getting naked in a bungalow, oreo, oreo