Can't be fucked with (at all)
(Flexing on that bitch, hold up)
That Patek thing bust but you know me
Holdin' for the 4s, bitch, I'm holding for the east
On the count of three, everybody yell
Free RIC, free Skeet
Free RIC, free Quez
Free RIC, free Meech
On the count of three, everybody yell
Free RIC, free Meech
Free RIC, free Tee
Free RIC, free Skeet
A Patek, a Patek, a Patek, was gon' buy it for my daddy
Let me find out niggas cappin', ain't 'bout that shit
Baguettie, baguettie, baguettie, they say I might regret it, if I chandelier a scaly, plus they tax
Heard the feddy ain't shit in Alabama (no)
42 for the Bama
Just say we forgot to stamp 'em, not on camera, eh
I wish a nigga would play with me
Sixty-two for the 'za, the buds is two eight a piece
I love to get 'em cheap, them drugs keep me in sync
Might thump a bitch if she blink
Ray, these tens ain't pink then again
Wanna see me stress some bitch in the pen
Been thuggin' since we was kids, my brother know what I did
Between him and that SIG, I know I'm five out of ten
It hurt me to hear that lie, ain't that some shit, bitch?
First incomplete, I ever had on a hit
You a trip, that ain't stoppin' shit, we poppin' shit
See a bitch, we drop a bitch
That Patek thing bust but you know me
Holdin' for the 4s, bitch, I'm holding for the east
On the count of three, everybody yell
Free RIC, free Skeet
Free RIC, free Quez
Free RIC, free Meech
On the count of three, everybody yell
Free RIC, free Meech
Free RIC, free Tee
Free RIC, free Skeet
Ay, a bitch, better not say shit to none of my niggas
Ay, Chevy, T-top
On D-U-B's, a lil' seventy for these watches
Four for the weed
Throw a bitch shit for eavesdroppin', this confidential
I'm the shit, I need some tissues
Seventeen up in this nickel
I get pissed, I might go crazy
Bitch, I'm rich, y'all niggas hatin'
Take me back when I had love
Me and Ray for BH Bud, nigga
That Patek thing bust but you know me
Holdin' for the 4s, bitch, I'm holding for the east
On the count of three, everybody yell
Free RIC, free Skeet
Free RIC, free Quez
Free RIC, free Meech
On the count of three, everybody yell
Free RIC, free Meech
Free RIC, free Tee
Free RIC, free Skeet
Ay, a bitch, better not say shit to none of my niggas (bitch)
Quarantine, pop out with them killin', shit be borin' me (let's get it)
Got her titties done and I'm the reason, don't be ignoring me (bitch)
Foenem die flooky, they too happy, shit be blowin' me (let's get it)
Textin' bitches bringin' up my name, they be showin' me (man, what?)
Hellcat, run up on that Y body, it's here straight (yeah)
Clean gun, I take the switch off, put it in my hair wraps (yeah)
If I drive far, you won't take care of your fam, what you alive for?
Same niggas screamin' that they gain the one I die for
Blick, blick
Choppa, chop, chop
Glock, fa, fa (fa-fa)
Trench, baby
Got it out the mud, I'm a rockstar (rockstar)
Every nigga 'round me got a bag on my mama (gang, gang)
He killed me in his comments, I killed him with these commas (yeah)
Free Steve 'nem, free Jam 'nem, free Nine 'nem
Money on you dead, just take it out 'cause you can't dine in
I got killers without outstanding warrants that still be flyin' in (still be flyin' in)
Screamin' you gon' slide, if you gon' slide then, nigga, slide then (slide, slide)
I'm from the 'Raq, where the gangsters at?
Lil' bro paint his ass, Glock with beam
Look like laser tag, you can't save his ass (yeah)
Run him up
Bro'nem bathe his ass
Bro'nem chase his ass (yeah)
Bro'nem face his ass
I relate to that
I relate to that (man, what?)
That Patek thing bust but you know me
Holdin' for the 4s, bitch, I'm holding for the east
On the count of three, everybody yell
Free RIC, free Skeet
Free RIC, free Quez
Free RIC, free Meech
On the count of three, everybody yell
Free RIC, free Meech
Free RIC, free Tee
Free RIC, free Skeet
Ay, a bitch, better not say shit to none of my niggas, ay