Gettin money im chasin this paper I'm gone off that act and my leanin is major All this gold on my neck yo bitch said I'm in danger U say u want smoke, ima up with that banger 'She givin me head she giving me brain' Since I came up Shit ain't been the same I smoke on that loud shit loud as a train I turned a Bentley into a musain I ran up that check I ran up them digits I kicked that bitch out made her fly like a pigeon I got a bad bitch but she short like a mitchet You Want Yo Shit Back Well Lil Nigga Come Get It 2 bands for a show 1 rack for feature I'm only 15 and I ball from the bleachers Since I was young I been wantin to fuck my teacher (verse2) like give me the check like give me the bag I got a new bitch and my ex is real mad she playin with her nose I ain't talking vixav I'm bussing down bricks I got drugs for the low u can keep yo lil bitch I don't want that lil hoe I'm Brakin with red Nigga u already know she don't give me brain then that bitch gotta go tell her throw it back drop down to the flow (verse3) Aye bitch i got k bitch, pull up aim it at ur face bitch, good dick boy she can't take it, and if u flexin with dat sack ima take it and life is Hard hope I make it