Parkside baby I to the 215 All this shit be like too easy for a nigga, like (Cypress) Look I just wanna hit, baby, I just wanna fuck I don't care about your bullshit, I just wanna run it up I ain't gon' lie, I miss my old day ones But it was obvious they was showing fake love I'm with Spazz, I'm with Deco, I'm with Brakes I don't wanna kick it if you ain't tryna get paid Troops on this side, we'll carry one day I don't trust a bitch, she wanna fuck me for my cake I want money first, the hoes come later I got bullets for a fucking body changer I'll put red on your body like I'm a painter It's gon' look like a pimple, but it's just my red laser I got pressure on this LooseLeaf You better not get mad if she choose me You better not get mad if she a groupie But if you get mad, we got Dracos and Uzis I just popped a pill, I feel good When you pop a pill, you try to act hood I'm goin' up, say I'm Hollywood If they could be me, they would be me and I know they would I got expensive habits, expensive fabric They want static, let 'em have it, let's see what happens I'm a joint, I want the baddest, I ain't average Bitch, my pockets be the fattest, I'm a Park bandit Six hundred on some Robins 'cause I like expensive fabric Still the same nigga with the same bad habits The Park in the field, niggas playin' PS, Madden My ex ho mad 'cause she see me with a bad bitch Lil' Spade, everybody mention me when they start rappin' Bitch, I was a six-figure nigga without this rap shit I ain't never been on robbin', but on God, I be on trappin' He fuckin' with the Park, he 'bout to see what happen I just woke up this morning, sold like five birds You won't never see me go and buy my bitch no Tory Burch He don't let his ho come around 'cause she a flirt She been chose up, she already know who in her first Only love you when we fucked, I don't know after that She only want the money, bitch, I only want your cat The Park been put the work in, check the stats Swear we been told y'all, in the city, they kill rats I just popped a pill, I feel good When you pop a pill, you try to act hood I'm goin' up, say I'm Hollywood If they could be me, they would be me and I know they would I got expensive habits, expensive fabric They want static, let 'em have it, let's see what happens I'm a joint, I want the baddest, I ain't average Bitch, my pockets be the fattest, I'm a Park bandit Freak bitch, she on her knees tryna take my Robins off I was down on my ass, didn't wanna pass the ball I'll get it on my own, I don't gotta make a call They like I gotta change, lil' Spade been actin' up They telling me to slow it down 'cause I don't give a fuck Lil' nigga say you trip, I'm 'bout to go and see what's up Cool nigga, but at the same time, I'm a hothead Bro flexing five bands, that is not bread Rugered up, let my nigga hold the Smith & Wesson Chunky-ass 40, should've seen it, blew his chest in Bad lil' bitch, but I'm tryna fuck her best friend Put the work in, ended up at the Westin Watch how you staring, I'm at the club with a weapon Nigga mad 'cause his bitch was staring when I stepped in He say he ain't like me, but he's always tryna lurk Talking 'bout me 'cause a nigga hit it first All these demons in my head make a nigga wanna purge Tryna go and get respect, put a nigga under dirt Under dirt Ayy, on God