Intro

1-5 tucked in my Benz (What)
1-5 tucked in my Benz (What)
1-5 tucked in my Benz (What)
1-5 tucked in my Benz (What)
I put gold on my lense lil bitch this shit ain't making no sense (What)
Grind all summer, man fuck outside, you broke hoes count up my ends (Ugh)
I got the drop
Went from the bottom then rose to the top
Stayed on the block, now my neck got them rocks
I do not fuck with no thots or no cops
They ain't let me in then, now I pick on the lock
Take your bitch to Mercedes, she zoom off the lot
I been grinding all year like I whip on the pot
Get with Billy that nigga he good on the stocks

Niggas think they bout it but they crying up on the inner side
223 to my opp bitch, he want smoke well I won't kill no time
I mix red in my cup lil bih my Sprite is always lemon lime
Why she all in my DMs, I hit once, now she love hammer time (Hammer time)

One, with my team yeah
One, with my team yeah (Ugh)
She like me yeah (Ugh)
Real OG yeah
I'm in the lobby just slide to the party
We had a few drinks, now that bitch getting naughty
That bitch fell in love, but she damn sure ain't shawty
You sorry bout what, man your shit sounding sorry

You can get from my hood
You can get from round here (Let's go)
You can get from my hood
You can get from round here
I got racks I'm all good
On your block we out here (Bitch)
Pussy boy you no good (Bitch)
Your bitch all on in my ear (Let's go)
Fuck all opp shit
12 can't stop shit (Yeah let's go)
Fuck all opp shit (Bitch)
12 can't stop shit (What)
I been so deranged
I took tec right to the brain
My air forces them cocaines
Bitch I rock like I'm Cobain, bitch