Bands on bands bitch im running to the paper Bitch im ballin like a laker Aint no nigha on my radar If she want it I'mma take her Underground nigga in the sewers im a gator Hit it one time dawg in the morning When i wake her Sharpen my Pencil Give her my Hänsel Underground nigga in the sewers im a gator getting my grip aint no time for a hater want that chain fat Im dope a boy im like train wreck Need my wrist froze loke McCain Pack Need my grip stacked like im paying tax got a split tongue I'll slaying tracks Loaded 30 on me I'd be spraying cats it's monday night bitch i wanna hit RAW keep pushing keep away guess she want it more what these nighas out there really rapping for I'm a star nighas think im patrick I been ballin like so hard niggas thought im Maverick All about the stack bitch i put it on the map nigha thought he gang till i sealed him on the track Tryna flee this flow nigha shoot him on his back Peel him with this mac straight to the top bitch I'm going up puke on these trappers i been throwing up Black force black glocks bitch im going up all about TNT cause I'm blowing up