Lil' mama Don't go through my phone no more In my Fendi holds a 50 Superstar off the juice he got mixie/mixy Better let me know now if you wit' me (If you wit' me) Say you holdin' it down wit' the 60 2 Glocks op bitch I'm feelin' like 50 (like 50) Talkin' outta' body cause' they envy (cause' they envy) We gon' dip a body when we dump shit (dump shit) My young niggas tweakin' off that dumb shit Keepin' a 2'3 on me Up it in fashion I mike and amiri the jeans Hold up my dee gon' deez That be my brother I know he ain't snitchin' on me 2,000 to cover IP Word to my mother try to sing gon' D.I.E (D.I.E) Skkrtin' off in a GLE (GLE) I got demons on touch try to get on me I can show you the life that I'm livin' I be laughin' y'all niggas ain't wit' it I just popped a percy then got in my feelins' It's a fuckin' honor free my niggas I just bring the top tho in like We on a mission don't care bout' no invite I got many knockas' sit pipes Racked up show that these jeans tight Tell you rack up a M if you wanna' do that Either way you sign him like a durag (sign em' like a what) Come and get ya' boo back Either come over, spin through that I just hit the E-way then spin through that Now she wanna hold down a toola' And she wanna be my lil' oota' Bitch we outside fuck the rumors whole lotta' boomas' In my Fendi holds a 50 Superstar off the juice he got mixie/mixy Better let me know now if you wit' me (If you wit' me) Say you holdin' it down wit' the 60 2 Glocks op bitch I'm feelin' like 50 (like 50) Talkin' outta' body cause' they envy (cause' they envy) We gon' dip a body when we dump shit (dump shit) My young niggas tweakin' off that dumb shit Keepin' a 2'3 on me Up it in fashion I mike and amiri the jeans Hold up my dee gon' deez That be my brother I know he ain't snitchin' on me 2,000 to cover IP Word to my mother try to sing gon' D.I.E (D.I.E) Skkrtin' off in a GLE (GLE) I got demons on touch try to get on me I am Mr. Diabellic, I was Mr. Lou wit' the fetish Tryna' catch a shmack' it blam (Gllrt Gllrt) Niggas don't get no bands Catch a opp nigga dizzy put em' inna' can Bitch my blick don't jam ( My blick don't) We turn up onna' fan, Mr. Fuck it up again (Fuck it up again) (I did it again) Gah gah (I did it again) Gah Gah Gah Gah Gah Bow Glrrow Gllrah Glrrah boom Thow Thow Bloom