Man fuck them niggas mane 
My lane created 
I dont give a fuck bout nothing
Call up a and they come with a 
Full of them tings, got me scratchin and shit
Way I perform, need my trophy, Im lit 
KOD Friday, we throwed up a brick 
We got the racks and keep up what we spent 
Checking for , Im havin these hits 
Walk in the club and I pipe up that bitch 
Stand on the table on section 8 shit
Implants, no dentures
Ill make a def nigga listen
RIP Benajmin Franklin
Had to tuck in the chain, it was danglin
RIP Troupe, I was never a saint
That my bitch and bout her Ima bang
I had built up this bitch from the ground
I had turned into then I claimed it, yeah
Aint nothing like the come up
Gotta stay down till you come up 
Im feeding my hunger 
Down now, Im upper 
I had just poured up some drank
And I mixed it with Percocets and a Addy
Money calling on my phone
3 or 4 oclock in the morning she gon answer
I got my chain out a safe deposit, it was cold as a attic, woo
I was just drinkin on , ooh
New whip cost a 
Pretty bitch, she a stallion 
New bitch, Italian 
Im the king of the palace 
Im 
Big racks, Im fashion 
Big sticks for the crashin 
Hustle gang with a passion 
Quarter brick for a backend 
Rap game Im attacking 
Are we boastin? Yeah Im flashin 
Aint nothing like the come up
Gotta stay down till you come up 
Im feeding my hunger 
Down now, Im upper 
Kill a crocodile, put it on a purse like a leopard, ooh
White cup, peanut butter seats like a sandwich, yeah
Take the beef, turn the shit to pieces like manwich, yeah
I was born for this shit, nigga
, and where you from? Hittin licks, nigga
Yeah, I was on hundred crips, nigga
Yeah, I can make em punch you in your lips 
Yeah, I can make em punch you in your lips 
Put on a feature, I dont fuck with your clique
Im in the air like a cockpit 
I make a movie like Netflix 
I got them , that gas shit 
You gon get stepped on, next of your kin 
I aint selfish, both of yall can share this Mac-10 
Artillery, I tote, shoot through bricks 
Chanel, Gucci, 
I dont own too many kicks 
My skinnies cost a rack but my still sit 
I put that 30 down, lately slidin with the stick
Lets go
I had just poured up some drank
And I mixed it with Percocets and a Addy
Money calling on my phone
3 or 4 oclock in the morning she gon answer
I got my chain out a safe deposit, it was cold as a attic, woo
I was just drinkin on , ooh
200 for her last shits
Send out of town for a ass lift
You behind like a 
70 bags in the mattress
Hellcat with the real end
, these goat skin
Got a Rollie, need a Patek
10k for my bracelet
Yall like the Patriots
Codeine sippin but I waste it
Watching my wave, now they sea sick
I am the best like a draft pick
Im on they ass like pants, shit
 what up?
Yeah!