Let's get it Diamonds dripping like some H-twenty Ice hittin' off the Bape hoodie Got me feelin' like I'm H Boogie Glock semi-auto but the K fully Clip poking like a pin cushion Speed boatin' up Lake Erie Whole team allergic to that fake jewelry All you pussy niggas know you can't near me I'm the dream Martin Luther King had One day, that we shall overcome Nigga ranned off seen my older son To go up top on 'em, that's a hole in one Ice crossed, that's a lot of karats on the Father, Spirit, and the Holy Son Never see the pea-green Kel-Tec with a thirty-rounder, this the only one Meech stealing buffies, I was on the run In double-O-seven with the Golden Gun Went to Gary got the Rollie done Had to mix the Hutchie with the Golden Sun On I-94, with a 504 Niggas thought that was a pair of Levis Nigga touch a hair on Streets- Marty say he dropping everything on the Eastside Fifty-four-hundred niggas road runnin' Fight Night in Vegas sittin' ring-side Got the bows coming for the one seven Drug zonin' in the seventeen five Get them blue jeans for seventeen five Bo Jacks for the four two dub Lost a whole line on them Orenthals Pray to God that I find a new plug This how I'm feeling I walk in the trap I'll start balling I'm scared I'mma flip it Cause shawty won't fuck I'm like fuck her cause that's how I'm feeling I whip it I cook it I serve it like I work at Denny's Can't fuck with you fraud ass niggas cause that's how I'm feeling No really no really no really no really no really no really No cuts on a young nigga belt, like he fresh out of prison Them rats gon' show who they know then I got 'em you niggas offended And that's how I'm feeling man that's how I'm feeling man how I'm feeling I touch down, look at my phone Aldospirone, what you hidin' by? I'm speed racing down Adda drive Some' in my phone, some' in my thighs Aight, nigga what? I ain't beefin' about no slut (At all) Meet my great-great granny talkin'- you up it you better bust Etched in sand I don't trust nothing I'll pull up, knock of your muffin I ain't no David Ruffin Arbre trends in my pumpkin (Yup) I'll meet you at junction Fuck the police make an ass out of you and me Like an assumption Whatup chop, I'm Gwuap Fifty Fifty Gwuap nigga Rolling Sixty Tiny re-rock put me in the business I'm cracking finger like a junior gymnast I'll crack a pot, Pyrex killer Peep through the crowd, I'm a Dex killer All you need is a fuckin red nose And some big shoes you the next victim (Big clown) Fucking clown, chase you big homie every time I come around Pop a nigga then I raw hand raw hot Fuck a rob my own thing go hard Stick 'em in a hoe we ain't gon' try Give a fuck if her first whole hand lie Free my nigga S gotta do a whole dime I'm knee high in a whole pie This how I'm feeling I walk in the trap I'll start balling I'm scared I'mma flip it Cause shawty won't fuck I'm like fuck her cause that's how I'm feeling I whip it I cook it I serve it like I work at Denny's Can't fuck with you fraud ass niggas cause that's how I'm feeling No really no really no really no really no really no really No cuts on a young nigga belt, like he fresh out of prison Them rats gon' show who they know then I got 'em you niggas offended And that's how I'm feeling man that's how I'm feeling man how I'm feeling Boldy's always making us late bruh He doesn't care About what? He got his priorities fucked up What? I don't care about what? He put the drugs before everything