Got about 6 grams in da truck

12 hoes down to fuck

40 oz got me doubled up

While I'm coppin' me an eighth, blunt to the face

Dancing wit the devil on a dinner date

Eating off a bigger plate you motherfuckers featherweight

You better tell 'em world collide is on they way

2 3 4s getting blast away getting bread today

Staying in the cut making money when I hit the hay

Hollywood forever till' I meet them fuckin gates

It's really really how I be, It'z jus another fuckin' day to me

These bitches wanna fuck I tell 'em another day

Fuck that bitch I'm in this shit jus to get paid

I'm not into being minute made, i wanna get up myself make my own fuckin' way

Fucking wit konniving hoes, like Swift Mcvay

Alter ego Hollywood shit, I don't like how you gave yourself a name man fuck that bitch

This how wicked shit get

I'm walking around with this shotgun and this bitch bigger than me

You fuck wit me I dap you up, then you ride with me

You talk shit, i curb stomp you out leave you no teeth