I could turn a 9 to a half to a whole thang Funky smell out them parts like chitter night Baking soda make that shit swell like dang-a-lang You could get fucked in these streets, no jang-a-lang Niggas kill a snitch over pussy, that's a petty thing Getting it from the feds like canary, and you sang-a-lang I don't get in niggas mixes, niggas bullshit I talk money, crept flow dollar, with no pool pit Money train gang got proof, looking for the jackpot Left the bag get away, nigga that's a mouth shot Sour homie lemon dead, take the cheese outta pocket 9 milli lemon squeeze shooting like a rocket I'm just another nigga tryna make a dollar Ain't turning nothing down, not even my collar Brain from your baby mama, make that bitch swall-er Fire up the gas, hit the gas and Slanging guns, slanging TV's, that was me Hustling dro, slanging purp nigga that was me Wrap the dumbies like mummies, nigga that was me Balloons full a pills in a mules tummy, that was me Penitentiary a nigga made plenty gwuap Cuz shit don't stop Cuz a pimp got popped Fuck niggas getting mad cuz we blowing loud Heads in the cloud, money pow, to the clouds Flipping money like a pancake, off the syrup Choppas when we bring terror Bread like Panera And when I pull that bitch out, hands in the air-er Don't waste a bullet, headshots, we ain't tryna scare ya I'm just another nigga tryna make a dollar Ain't turning nothing down, not even my collar Brain from your baby mama, make that bitch swall-er Fire up the gas, hit the gas and