Please don't let it go First day out and them bitches don't like me, they linked up Count 50 my pockets, they full of that pink stuff Walkin' lick it, bitch, it look like stepped out a brinks truck Make your nigga give me head in your bed with my feet up Bust down on my wrist 'cause I got time for hoes If you got 20k, you can book me hoe I'm five-feet bitch, but I ain't never been a little bitch Shooters on green lights, but it ain't shit to hit the kill switch My sister came home guaranteed to kick the door down Clutching dirty pistol ain't no papers on this four-pound Don't care we up in public if us up then it's gone go down Hardest in the city, y'all know if not, y'all know now If it ain't concerning money, I ain't really tryna come Ain't playing with you bitches, better gone play at the playground Name a hoe that's fit me, bitch, I'm just curious Turn me up some more, I gotta make sure that they hearing this When I make it out, I swear to god I'm going missing Always kept it real, I could've snaked some of you bitches Right now, I ain't got no chill, I'm hungry, I'm on a mission Y'all had your turn to talk, it's my turn sit back and listen (back and listen...)