I went and got me the Tonka, that big body, bitch I bagged back, I went and just ran it up I don't be savin' my money, I spend it all day, bitch I made it all back, yeah, I doubled up Thotty gon' pull up on me She gon' gulp up my dick like a motherfuckin' 7-11 cup I could keep goin' for days but I just gotta chill Just so they think that they close to us
Yeah, I put that ho in Prada, and after, I made her holler And my bro took off your mans, I heard that was your top shotter I got Vetements on my pants and my shirt Balenciaga Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh My swag came a long way, I was rockin' nada I don't give a fuck 'bout what a ho say, these hoes not my problem Sent a hundred shots out that Rolls, ayy, them 7.62s got him Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh Them 7.62s hit his body, made him Harlem Shake I get to that bag, to that cake, you procrastinate Now she wanna fuck with me now, but she pulled up too late When I send my boy a opp to drop, he be so fascinated Fuck the D.A., they ain't got no evidence, they closed they case If a nigga thinkin' this shit sweet, he get shot in his face I got Glock 19s, ARPs, I got hella K's I been serving codeine to these fiends, yeah, they sippin' drank 5K a pt, what you mean? Bitch, that's no debate I been countin' blues, countin' green like it's Earth Day And the nigga think he me, but he not me on my worst day I just spent your rent on my motherfuckin' shirt These niggas think we playin', hell nah, this ain't Nerf Pull up to a nigga land, pull up to his turf Pull up with that MAC-10, pull up, go berserk I been off that X again, I feel it in my nerves Now she wanna fuck with Ken, that lil' bitch get curved My lil' bitch, she not a ten, she a 130 And I withdraw all the money that was at the bank, bitch, that's word I got Wockhardt in my system, that's why my words slurred They was so surprised when they killed him, but that boy was chirpin' like a bird Nigga, I'm the shit like a turd, but my shit smell like cologne I fuck her face, yeah, I fuck her makeup up, then I send that bitch home You don't wanna race, yeah, this an SRT with a Redeye package on it You don't want no smoke, bitch, FN Five-seveN shoot a nigga in his dome Hit that boy in his chest, hit his heart, now it's chrome Huh, I told that pussy nigga, "Yeah, leave me alone", huh, huh Shouldn't have fucked with a member, huh You shouldn't have fucked with the gang, huh You shouldn't have fucked with the X-M-A-N, yeah, X-Man And all my niggas masked up, yeah, yeah, yeah, just like Bane And all my niggas in control of this shit, yeah, like a game
