| Walked in this bitch with all my chains
|
| Flexed up, I ain’t tucking shit
|
| I’m with my zoe, he ready to bust a bitch
|
| Don’t even look my way, and he gon' throw a fit
|
| Stuck, hi-tech got me stuck
|
| Nuts, choppa got monkey nuts
|
| Up, peep money got me up
|
| Up, peep money got me up
|
| Hundred round drum, I can’t make this up
|
| Fifty round drum, I can’t make this up
|
| Run up on me, you gon' make me up
|
| Sleep, y’all don’t wanna wake him up
|
| Run up the bands, I got some plans, to fuck on the dancer
|
| I gave her a xan, 'cause if I don’t, she gon' throw up a tantrum, uh
|
| I got her on Ms, I got her on 10, so get your friends or nah?
|
| If you don’t got your friends, I’m gonna call up my dog, and we gon' run it
|
| again
|
| Fuck it, .30 on me, I gotta tuck it
|
| Fuck it, pull up on me, and I’m bustin'
|
| It ain’t nothing, if you know me, it ain’t nothing
|
| It ain’t nothing, if you know me, it ain’t nothing
|
| Walked in this bitch with all my chains
|
| Flexed up, I ain’t tucking shit
|
| I’m with my zoe, he ready to bust a bitch
|
| Don’t even look my way, and he gon' throw a fit
|
| Stuck, hi-tech got me stuck
|
| Nuts, choppa got monkey nuts
|
| Up, peep money got me up
|
| Up, peep money got me up |