(Young Castor)
Yeah, that bitch she gon' fuck the gang, put that on cam
Yeah, choppa on me anyways, don't try to film (Yeah)
Made it through the rainy days, it's for the fam, yeah
VVS on a nigga wrist, that drown me down (uh, yeah)

That bitch she gon' break my heart (Woo), then show me love
Yeah, that bitch better play her part, come push and shove
Got these demons in my head, damn, I'm tryin' to run
Paranoia in my head, so I walk with a gun

That bitch wanna break my heart, and show me love
Nah, nah, nah, that's not how we gon' do it, lil' hoe it don't
Ain't it crazy how I'm feelin' down, my money up, ayy
Ridin' with a Louis bag, the pistol tucked, the pistol tucked

I'm feelin' a lil' strange, yeah
I don't give a fuck, I done made a half a mill', straight from the dub
Yeah, I just love the way she walk, I'll give her everything
That nigga's always gonna talk, but won't do anything
I-I-I-I just do my thing, and niggas mad
I been chillin' with your shawty, yeah, she call me "Dad"
Yeah, that bitch she gon' fuck the gang, put that on cam
Yeah, choppa on me anyways, don't try to film

Say you wanna be my bae, yeah, I think that's whenever you stay, yeah
Uh, keep that choppa on my waist, might hit your face, yeah, uh
I'll pull that choppa from my waist then I upped it to your face
Niggas say we came up from havin' fun but we weren't gettin' paid

That bitch she gon' break my heart (Woo), then show me love
Yeah, that bitch better play her part, come push and shove
Got these demons in my head, damn, I'm tryin' to run
Paranoia in my head, so I walk with a gun

That bitch wanna break my heart, and show me love
Nah, nah, nah, that's not how we gon' do it, lil' hoe it don't
Ain't it crazy how I'm feelin' down, my money up, ayy
Ridin' with a Louis bag, the pistol tucked