Bitch my rims ten thousand, I ain't trippin' off a deal
A lot of niggas reap about it, but I do this shit for real
Drink some macha in the mornin', then I wipe down my skill
I'm recordin' with a Glock on me in case shit get real
I would never snitch, I am not a bitch
Can't do the time, don't do the crime
Bitch ass nigga, that's how it is
Up that guap, buy another crib
Niggas just talk, they ain't 'bout shit
All up in their feelings, trippin' on the bitch
Reppin' off B, tryin' to skeet, bitch did great, see you next week
Glock 23, playin' with the threes, fresh white T, loaf on me
I don't need niggas, I got me
I ain't scared of shit, nigga, I squeeze
Countin' racks, gettin' back overseas
Little bitch, black white Philippine
Ay, ay, ay, ay, hee-hee, just hit a lick for a fifty
That's a whole lot, I can buy a block
I can buy a house, I can buy a yacht
I don't got one bitch, I got a flock
Doin' donuts in the white drop
Everything I do is A-1, straight drop out the pot
Roll another chop, goin' through a lot
But I still, cops lyin' to the block
Bust another knot, green bean modded and I kept his car
Livin' on the edge, shit don't stop
I don't want head bitch, want guap
Had to touch the.45, it was hot
Look, pulled up in that thing, bitch
Real nigga never change, bitch
Hit the blunt and them lanes, bitch
Big money my language (Yeah, yeah)
Should I trap? Should I rap? I don't know all this time
Should I keep this thug or do it for all time?
Should I love her? Should I send her?
I don't know, off the top
Should I trap? Should I rap? I don't know
Should I trap? Should I rap? I don't know
One time
Should I trap? Should I rap? I don't know
(I like that)
