My niggas keep it gritty These niggas not hard
These niggas not real
They don't know about that raw
They don't know about that feel
My niggas keep it gritty My niggas 'bout that bag
Car fast cuz I get cash fast
You should catch up with your broke ass
In that foreign thinh red break pads
Yeah I ball and these niggas they trash
Cash in fast the bags like it's trash
Ridin dirty with a thirty in a stash
Double cup with the folks smoking gas
With another nigga ho bout to smash
Ask that ho where she get all that ass
Shit I wanna know so I ask
MUBU, fuck the jake free the guys
Might take a dope boy pies
Sell it back to em a little high
My niggas...
My niggas keep it real
My niggas...
My niggas on business
Tell 'em for regale us for the L's up for the hiters
Inner city L's after L, L bows in the mail
Thirty stuff and the hammer and that nail
Keep myself tight 'cause some squares that tell
My niggas I love my niggas
Roll up another dub my nigga
She sucked me and fucked my nigga
At the same damn time my nigga
Hell yeah we ran a train my Nigga
With a nigga main dame my nigga
That's a god damn shame my nigga
I want the money fuck the fame my nigga
But both that's cool my nigga
More benz run through my nigga
Everyday I MUBU my nigga
Fuck nigga what it do my nigga
Leave a nigga see through my nigga
Wet a nigga like a pool my nigga
Put a nigga on the news my nigga