Swear to god I go so hard They call me Tunechi Fuck Em All Can't pack no guns, so I keep a knife Like that fucking Chuckie Doll Im at yo neck like a shoor? On yo ass like some drawers I got 3 Ho's with me Fuck I look like Santa Claus And I got bad bitches all over me Real niggas that roll with me And we get off-way like that one bitch from foretree? Got a pair of pants with 4 pockets 15K in each 'um Do the math you mothafucka I'm on my Robin Leech blood Skating with my homeboys Talking shit, smoking weed I oversee everything Niggas call me overseas Young Money Motherfucka Click Clack BooYa Motherfucka 60 Racks in my pocket Try to jack and get bodied