With an F&N, it ain't no man I fear I'm a street nigga, baby, eatin' pickled eggs and hot chips Uh, I'm a street nigga, baby, eatin' pickled eggs and hot chips Five percent, I tint my whip, Glock came with an extended clip I jumped off the porch as a teenager, I'm really out here Run down on a nigga and cremate him, get him up out of here I'm from Broward, they respect me in Houston like I'm Lil Flip Servin' powder, I can sell you a dime, I can sell you a zip I just paid two hundred a line, you can't get a sip (Yeah) Pocket full of blues like a Crip, hustle like I'm Nip (Yeah) I'm a street nigga, baby, eatin' pickled eggs and hot chips Sweatin' over the stove with them pots, this ain't water whipped I just paid two hundred a line, you can't get a sip I can't serve a nigga for twenty dollars 'cause this shit top tier (Uh) In the trap somethin' like a magician, I make it disappear Turkey bags, lookin' like thanksgiving, shit come vacuum sealed I jumped off the porch as a teenager, I'm really out here You ain't talkin' money, I don't wanna hear that broke shit in my ear Pocket full of blues like a Crip, hustle like I'm Nip Pull up in a Corvette, hit the gas, my engine in the rear Glizzy on my hip, only nigga I trust is my engineer Posted on the block with an F&N, it ain't no man I fear Uh, I'm a street nigga, baby, eatin' pickled eggs and hot chips Five percent, I tint my whip, Glock came with an extended clip I jumped off the porch as a teenager, I'm really out here Run down on a nigga and cremate him, get him up out of here I'm from Broward, they respect me in Houston like I'm Lil Flip Servin' powder, I can sell you a dime, I can sell you a zip I just paid two hundred a line, you can't get a sip Pocket full of blues like a Crip, hustle like I'm Nip