Uh, uh, uh, uh Ow, ow, ow Hola, yeah, yeah, yo Fuck them niggas talkin' bout 3 in the morning, a nigga layin' in your bushes 'Boutta take your cookies, meant all that flaggin' and that woofin' Got my gloves on, mask on, my strap tight Been booted up, and I been rolling all night No try to buck my joint, 'cause shit gon' really light, get crucial And don't get stupid, just lay it down, act like you cool Boy I need it all Strip a nigga to his socks, keep a thirty, I'm only shooting headshots I swing the Glock, I really light a nigga block Boy you need to stop, we know for real you ain't hot I'ma act a donkey, I'ma get ratchet with the banger Niggas coolin' and Febreze 'til a nigga come stank 'em, stank him I'll stank a nigga quick, glizzy got a poolstick Huh, Melly say "Boy let's hit", uh, yeah Be 'boutta take a nigga shit, jump in the bucket Mind made, I'm screaming "Fuck it" I'ma get to dumpin', out the window, I got it humpin' We gon' keep it coming Hunnid shots, you know they jumping It ain't no face, so you know it ain't no case Lil' nigga outta line, we gotta put him in his place And don't play, these streets they ain't no fucking game Ain't no Lil' Wayne, they know I keep a fire flame Yeah, ay, they know I keep that fire flame Bitch you know I keep that fire flame B-L-Double O-D, that's my gang A fuck nigga could never snatch my chain Riding in the [?] with the seven switching lanes, ha You don't want no beef nigga You on the sidewalk bitch, I'm a street nigga Miami, yeah I got that heat nigga I'm shooting at your face, not your fucking beef They sent me to the gram, I was busting in school I'm still the same nigga who made the news So please do not fuck with me, if you a fool Boy, you know that I'ma use it too And I got a new Glock, it's so beautiful We gon' up the Glock, ooh, wait, no We do not beef with up computers, dude We just pull up in all black just like real shooters do Pullin' up in all black like real shooters do Pussy niggas talk shit, they can't abuse me dude Got the glizzy on my waist, yeah, keep up my pants Don't need no Gucci on my waist, yeah I'm counting them bands This money all up in my denims and I'm rollin' Yo baby momma wanna fuck me 'cause I'm 'portant I'm smoking on that gas, opp tain is potent These niggas talking but these niggas, they don't know it I'm rolling on the fucking jigga, yeah I'm rolling The molly got a nigga eyes wide open Bad bitch suck dick, yeah she throat it Young nigga get bricks, yeah rolling Money came up from nothing, now a nigga be stunting I came from rags to riches, and now I got all these hunnids I fell in love with this gun, I fell in love with this money Now I'm getting this check Now I'm stacking the money, yeah