Gimme the cash fuck the small talk Tell the plug run it he got a hunna for me U want that dramma nigga I got them drummers for u Only head shots you dont want me gunning for Gimme them bands Latenigt action in the kitchen wit ny mans Fuck around rob the city on them zans Now i done caught em in traffic He seen then chappa he paniced I smoke that gas its a habit All of my niggas is savege Taking that shit we blast en Sippin that drank in fanta I flleed the seen the seen in a phntom Halfe of my hitches is dancers I keep a bag lik im santa Thies nigga lame it dont mater