All my nighas got the choppas you know we stay flexin gotta baby momma and she full blooded mexican came from the blocks some Ops wanna test me so I pulled off in the phantom with my Ring flexin got the club on lock ran up in the spot all you hear is pop next thang I know snitches calling cops my niggas made the drop so now we out the lot got a van full of thots you know we run the block haters wanna chop I'm good with that glock My ex stay trippin she got 3 kids from nigga that's slippin she dont go to work so she stay sleepin her fat ass woke up & chose to start bitchin Hell nah G I'm out here trippin, while you laying yo big ass in the house eatin Yo family pretty cheap, always gotta creep me and my homies got girls on fleek, with them dusty ass sheets you sleep underneath, I actually clothes and I like to keep em neat All that fake love you talkin bitch I know you bout to leave you played me and had me on my knees but I bounced back doing me dont ever let me hear you talkin shit about me, I'll pop 50 shots push a hole through yo knees, and drop the nigga that you suckin by the beat.