Smoke in the ride pull up on ur strip don’t get caught on the slip or we emptying the clip park that whip bark that shit lick that prick then am home alone spark that shit pray a don’t haunt me boot boot shoot shoot no time for a kside yute spill juice swing that brazzy pull up it’s mazza crazy don’t run off an leave ur lady or I bark that at ur sweet one and baby a told u once I told u twice im tapped mans psycho tryna leave there bro in the insta bio and he can hold three from the gauge (gauge) slapped on newspaper front page lean an bop wit the dots don’t try an chat about profit you’ve lost it we know ur stacks are minor c side Biner who does it finer turn man diver dip that then burn that designer they all wanna chat but when my Spartans step like yo where u rep and u can hold 6 in ur chest when we rise and tan ride and bang (gang)