It's 4x, uh, slime time 67 what it do foo? Uh, uh, uh 67 on the beat Run up that bag, quit stressin' Put drums on my stick, and call it 67 I hit a hoe with ya bestie (with ya bestie) Keep hittin' the crew, that lil nigga messy, and I get more money than him, so his bitch ass walkin' 'round here jealous Put that stick on him, he yellin' "Help Me!" fuck pullin' over, they gotta catch me (skrrt) We apply pressure, when it's crunch time we ain't callin' no time outs Outside with it, no hideouts (4x) Drop a diss, my lil niggas find out (come here) Where you stay, y'all can't catch him at his place Fuck it, catch him at mom house And I really want my young nigga Dave to focus on this rap shit he too busy pullin' iron out (no cap) Uh, fuck it I just might trip with him (fuck it) I drop hits in the booth and on bitch niggas (on gang) I won't diss him, I let my clique get him (uh) Again and again 'till you call quits nigga (pussy) I'm ignorant as fuck, cuz' I'm a young rich nigga (I'm rich as fuck) I might buy a flight for yo bitch nigga (uh) Bought a Glock for my bro, we got them sticks nigga In them streets, I got rank (I'll get yo crew whacked) In the bank, I got six figures I don't fuck with these niggas like Hilfiger I ran through a hunnid racks before my deal nigga (cash) I got skills nigga (huh), she told me I look like Will Smith (bitch) I make a hoe suck my dill pickle (thot thot) No dates, I just give her quick dick (uh, uh) Run up that bag, quit stressin' (4x) Put drums on my stick, and call it 67 I hit a hoe with ya bestie (thot thot) Keep hittin' the crew, that lil nigga messy, and (ouuuu) I get more money than him (cash), so his bitch ass walkin' 'round here jealous (fuck) Put that stick on him, he yellin' "Help Me!" fuck pullin' over, they gotta catch me (skrrt) (Aye, what the fuck?) If I run off, you gotta catch me (aye) Chop a nigga like some fucking lettuce (boom) Trigger finger itching, bitch I got a fetish I'm smoking on a piece of cake from the wedding (gang) This chop get to kickin' like we playin' Tekken (boom) This leg hold 30 I ain't talkin Memphis (facts) Shoot up yo tailgate, no bow time, Imma die behind 4x (facts) Don't walk down with no iron If you try me, then them shots firin' (boom) You know it's strap in if you see run If he say he checked me, then you know he lyin' I'm tryna stick somethin' like a porcupine Fuck his crew they movin' unorthodox I need a big house and a big watch This that street shit, fuck hip hop (facts) I ain't wailin', I keep one up top Ready to hit a nigga with this G-Lock I see yo true colors like a peacock Boy you ain't real, yea you gon' flock Finna clean his block with this fuckin mop He seen the burrow, left his ass in shock Like a skateboard, yea I'm gon slide With this chopstick, I feel like it cost 45 Run up that bag, quit stressin' (4x) Put drums on my stick, and call it 67 (67 on the beat) I hit a hoe with ya bestie (thot thot) Keep hittin' the crew, that lil nigga messy, and (ouuuu) I get more money than him (cash), so his bitch ass walkin' 'round here jealous (fuck) Put that stick on him, he yellin' "Help Me!" fuck pullin' over, they gotta catch me (skrrt)