Real talk, true story, let me tell you a lil something let me tell you a lil something bout me
I aint never had shit til a nigga start touching them, playing them, playing with keys
Made so much money, so much money cant believe that money on me
My choppers allergic to hate, fuck around that bitch gon spray
Chopper gon put them in deep, I to the R to the T
My heart is so cold, its below the zero and I keep it on freeze
Bitch nigga please I keep it real never fake, bands are getting made out of state
Behead em behead em, I got em I got em
Flow to the top from the bottom
I know why these niggas are hating, shoes are made of a gator
Designer all over my body, with drugs all in the 
Boss til Im dead and Im gone, king with the crown on the throne
Its 36 zips in a brick and Im trapping this shit I cant leave it alone
36, 36, 36
36 zips in a brick and I’m trapping this shit I can’t leave it alone
36, 36, 36
36 zips in a brick and I’m trapping this shit I can’t leave it alone
I’m surrounded by so many things I cannot even miss
Andale, Andale, Andale
Young Bone n Thug, no harmony
And Im not a real falcon fan, but I see birds every sunday
Hey, Magic City Monday, no sofa my voice persuade
These bitches they bring me they digits, I fuck them and leave them in holes, no ditches
Sorry for the sin no city, Im living like Dennis the Menace
She told me I treat her like she was locked up, I only give a couple 
Ooh Im bleeding, need a bandana Im too bool
Listen, In the kitchen with a hundred revving revving revving like cyborg nigga
Like a black diamond running round looking like the fucking knight
Got a bitch with me, she not American but she my Idol
And Ima beat that pussy, Ima eat that pussy, Ima cook that cinnamon 
Thirty six up in the chicken, I make that bitch and I still flip up in the kitchen
Breaking my wrist when I whip it, Im too legit for me to quit it
They labeled by types, its stacked up in my fridge, I serve it to you water whipped
Open like shit is wrapped up with no signature
MPA have the chief for the Seminoles
Too many strapped in my denim, 
I just might just pull up in a hummer truck with em
Finessing and flexing, top gon get em
36 Os in the bando, my agenda look lil bitty bitch Ima kill em
Trapping with young niggas like Rambo killas, all of us rocking Givenchy chinchillas
Longway