New foreign, new chain Bitch you know how these nuts hang I be at the top of the game I ain’t hangin out with no lames It’s time to get the money bitch stop actin funny How you and yo crew gonna tryn run up on me Y’all were six dudes deep but didn’t know I had it on me Shot yo man’s up made his shit look like bologna I don’t fuck around yeah I’ll shoot your homie down If you mess around I’ll make yo ass look like a clown Got the glock on me and you know that mag is round I done told all y’all bitches I dont fuckin fuck around Yeah we runnin them streets all night I got the Glock bitch but I’ll still fight Hit yo ass with a left then a right Bitch lately I’ve been feelin alright Been feelin alright feelin great With the homies smokin on da grade a