(Idea comin' for the 808)
Ayy, glizzy on my waist like a hip bone
Told my nigga that he straight when he get home
The opps only good for makin' diss songs
The only thing I'm turnin' down is the street I live on
Sell a couple packs off the flip phone
Shoot a nigga, they ain't act like I ain't did shit wrong
Disrespectful lil' nigga, say I'm dead wrong
'Cause if the opps gotta candlelight, it's gettin' pissed on
You wanna gamble with yo' life? Then nigga bet it up
I heard a bitch, don't like them niggas, have her set it up
Mix the body with the 'K, we gon' wet it up
I really started from the ground, but now I'm headed up
To the toppy, she gon' suck it sloppy
Make her call me Papi, then I bust her like a Glocky
Nah, I ain't cocky, but can't nobody stop me
Snitch nigga, bitch nigga, nigga, that is not me
I just bought a glizzy wit' a sticc (sticc)
Runnin' through the city with the crips (crips)
Bitch lookin' pretty with them tits (tits)
Gucci or the Louis or the Fendi with the drip
Ayy, I just bought a glizzy wit' a sticc
Run-run-runnin' through the city with the crips
Bitch lookin' pretty with them tits
Louis or the Gucci or the Fendi with the drip
Ayy, every time I rap, nigga, I speak all facts
Like an uppercase letter, nigga, you all cap
Aim for his ball cap, wartime
Makin' the enemies wanna fall back
Look in the mirror, I feel like the chosen one
Tiger Woods with a pole, tryna put a hole in one
He never slide, but only cry when his homie gone
Them niggas hard to find, they rare like a Pokémon
Came with my gang, I don't bang for the fame
Can't hang with them lames, can't change for no change
Stay with a thang, and I aim for the brain
You ain't the same, can't complain, nigga, stay in yo' lane
And everythin' I do is all for the bread
Fuck a bad bitch then kick her right off of the bed
Still screamin', "Long live dirt"
If I catch that nigga b- then it's off with his head
I just bought a glizzy wit' a sticc (sticc)
Runnin' through the city with the crips (crips)
Bitch lookin' pretty with them tits (tits)
Gucci or the Louis or the Fendi with the drip
Ayy, I just bought a glizzy wit' a sticc
Run-run-runnin' through the city with the crips (gang-gang)
Bitch lookin' pretty with them tits
Louis or the Gucci or the Fendi with the drip (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Tell Mac, "Bring my money back this drank hit"
VVS on my neck, my niggas got the same shit
Tryna stuff 80 in my pocket, this shit can't fit
Call my Asian crips, them nigga do same day hits (brra)
I just landed in L.A. hit up my nigga young (young)
We got bands, and like a band, I stay with a drum (boom)
I can buy what you got on, but I'd take yo' shit (give me that)
Call bro, I need a Draco, he got navy sticks
I hit a nigga city, get a room and a rental
Find out where he be posted, throw a hundred out the window
I got niggas in the feds, all they paperwork official
Told yo' bitch, "Stop screamin', they gon' think I'm tryna kill you"
Shut up, two-tone Rollie, 100K it's on me (it's on me)
This bitch a hood trophy (hood), my bitch a good trophy (hood)
Lost the police in that cat, brodie, you should've saw me (skrrt)
Them bitches pro'ly still wishin' that they could've caught me (gang), nigga
I just bought a glizzy wit' a sticc (bah-bah)
Runnin' through the city with the crips (gang-gang)
Bitch lookin' pretty with them tits (tits)
Gucci or the Louis or the Fendi with the drip (ayy)
Ayy, I just bought a glizzy wit' a sticc (brrt)
Run-run-runnin' through the city with the crips (gang, nigga)
Bitch lookin' pretty with them tits
Louis or the Gucci or the Fendi with the drip