Uh uh okay like what you gon do Niggas toting all these guns like who you gon shoot She like the way I use my tongue I like the way she use hers too 34 on my back all green I speak the truth Like how you tryna beef wit me You ain’t got no money so watch the way that you speak to me Bars so hot like 100 degrees 38 wit 5 shots and it came wit a beam Niggas need to stay away you biting the cheese Lil baby fucked me good she don’t want me to leave Mom and pops stay stressing I’m stuck to the streets All these punchlines you would think I’m Muhammad Ali Damn I’m just spazzing out Im a dub see these Ls we stay passing em out Gotta eat gotta feed cuz I got me a child But in these streets it’s play for keeps niggas acting to wild Bnon a demon left him screaming that banga was loud I love my niggas they the realist ain’t making a sound They sum gorillas really spinnin and banging at crowds Niggas try to hang wit us like no you ain’t getting down Then they link up wit the opps like you look like a clown All thes obstacles thrown at me I maneuver Bitch pussy stinks smells just like a sewer I’m the type to say it to ya face not no computer How you let him take ya shit you loser Riding round and you know I got dis bitch on me Rolling up the dead every time I feel lonely Ain’t tryna talk bout money unless it’s big bills only