Met her on the Eastside, but she from the North
All my niggas keep heaters by 'em, yeah the torch
Talking big shit, [?] beta had that torch
Pop a pussy down, pop a pussy like Scorch
Audi, Audi, Audi, Audi, in that Audi
Audi, Audi, Audi, Audi, in that Audi
G-Range, blew it up, why?
Wider wider body, wider wider body
Nigga been out like Wile E. Coyote
Stupid bad bitch, but, don't even know, ooh
Complain, hoes always complain
My thing, baby I'm doing my thing
Bank, talking about guap insane
Cash, make that and stay in your lane
Lotta' pain, done taught me a few things
Got a lot in common, but trust me, we ain't the same
Baby girl you bad, but not even in my top five
How you wanna get drafted, but you out here playing both sides
Get some handles 'fore you get crossed up in the crossfire
Ball or block it, we don't shoot from the free-throw line
These boys going out sad
Let a hoe take over they life
Nigga can't go out bad
Too much guap to strike
Nigga don't move like us
Real militant the stick
Shawty I can't even trust you
Partner gone' get admitted
I could give you money but I can't invest my time
And I'm not a trick, baby girl, you won't get a dime
Shawty ride for me, real down, did you dirty slime
Bon Appétit, what paid for the meal? Crime, crime