Post at the trap gotta get off ona pack knock on the door kuh we upping these fyes big boy 40 gone send you to the sky smoking that nigga I’m really really high this on Pete I demand my respect get klose nigga ion need no mask pop that nigga like a mfin perc then I made yo bitch bend over now she tryna say she love me Ian got no time for that im in the fuxkin trap I gotta hit the road I gotta get that bag lil ma said she gone miss me Ian koming baxk im fuxkin on her friend she don’t give a damn she tryna rep the set she throwing up big Bs you know we run the city ima pop a perc and feel like Rudy