Yeah We was the ones in the streets for real, you know that we really having switches Yeah, you know this the mobb for real, you know we ain't tripping 'bout no bitches Yeah, heard that you run form the smoke, you ain't bust, we know that we call you a bitch Yeah, you already know I seen your paperwork, nigga you's a snitch 'Round Dalton there nun' but bad bitch Yeah, young nigga rich, balling like the Magic I ain't going, pull out this drac', nigga you can't have this I ain't tryna' go back to prison, I can't wag this Huh, nigga don't want no smoke with us, these niggas, they know we'll drag shit Racks in a bag, they like, "How you live your bag bitch?" Nigga gotta' do your push-ups, eat your veggies, you ain't talking 'bout shit Know that boy got popped and he had died, and that wasn't on accident Say that you a vamp? You wanna' rock out, you better get lit Back in the day, I'd look at Velly, "You wan' hit 'em with the counterfeit?" Nigga, I'm still the same nigga, I'm breaking rules, a misfit Young nigga, I put a 30 on they head, they go ballistic I just called your Uber, bitch you trippin', bitch you bitchin' I ball like the Nuggets, said you ball like the Pistons I just love music nigga, I ain't money driven But it's coming in, and this money, this shit sticky Yeah, bad bitch and she can't fit my Ricks Bad bitch, I ain't trippin', you could wear my clothes Yeen' know the old B Whoa, I was kickin' doors Pussy ass nigga, he want some smoke about some ho I ain't stuntin' you, but I got the micro Young niggas, they shooting, they got they Glock, they psycho I'm jointed out and a little bipolar Yah, real grown man, I don't have no hangovers Yeah, gave her that dick, now she wanna' stay over I'm finna talk to Ben, nigga let's wreck the Range Rover I'm finna buy my brother Glocks, so now I'm finna' spoil her N-Nigga don't want no smoke with us, these niggas, they know we'll drag shit Racks in a bag, they like, "How you live your bag bitch?" Nigga gotta' do your push-ups, eat your veggies, you ain't talking 'bout shit Know that boy got popped and he had died, and that wasn't on accident Say that you a vamp? You wanna' rock out, you better get lit Back in the day, I'd look at Velly, "You wan' hit 'em with the counterfeit?" Nigga, I'm still the same nigga, I'm breaking rules, a misfit Young nigga, I put a 30 on they head, they go ballistic