cracking heads for them prices bitch I kinda like it. what u need got pill yae and the fucking weed it's a dream for you sorry motherfuckers while I'm waking up to hunnits on the dresser. everyday I'm stunting fuck a 9 to 5 bitch Im always hunting. in the field chasing after hunnits. that's them bills. or the the blues. get a clue. yeah you see that I'm about my guap my shit together and I'm in a drop horses running like the fucking stock. blow the doors off that bitch you ain't fast and u ain't finna stab. loaded up they crack pipe all the custos spending. while I'm spinning in the drop on the block. listenin to some pac. it's a hard life and I'm bout my fucking bidness serving lean mixed with ritlan yeah they bouta get it. pull up ,got the block bumping so I started seeing hunnits did a donut and they fumbled tryna race. doing slides. you gone catch a ride if u ain't got that pink slip hoe you see the drip. bruh lost his whip and his bitch