We just made ten bands Your girl be looking at me She be looking like a ten I don’t want her tho I want her friend She tell me she love me but ion trust it Ballin like Shaq I got another rack Nah she just want my racks I don’t want her I want her cousins because she got a big rack don’t play with the gang or bih you gon die Told her bye bye glocked it back and shot her twice uh don’t play with my stick Or you gon get hit wit a blitz This lil cube in the back it’s called a switch he opp so he got dealt with quick She be riding my stick Hit her friend with the flick whip it out then she kiss Sitting on my thrown Ima the real king Ur just the prince Wear the glove don’t need no prints No no no that’s evidence We don’t need that And you bih hella thick Come her baby let me hit She be looking like my next lick Hit the lick then shot the bih She was a dummy No my glocc is in her tummy