| Who wants an issue? SESH banging like a pistol |
| Eyes red but my wrist blue |
| Sapphire face, red jewels on my bitch too |
| Why would I go Bentley when I can just whip the Bronco? |
| Bitches cheer for Bones so I’m checking it under John Doe |
| Ride slow, smoke fast, dirt road, low-class, flashback, backpack |
| Scrapping for the cash |
| Put it in my pocket I got shit I need to cop |
| Need to get high, all my life I wanted diamonds on my watch |
| Just to serve, I call me stir fry, I watch me whip it like a pot |
| Bet I pick up when you stop and make that motherfucker pop |
| Got a lock on the underground |
| Without my say you cannot stick around |
| I got the lock on the underground |
| Without my say you cannot stick around |
| 6:45, it’s ten below I’m at the bus stop |
| I just wanna go back to sleep |
| Head on the window, bumping over traintracks |
| Bitch, this life ain’t shit to me |
| There ain’t no mystery that these bitches come and go |
| Yeah I know it |
| It’s epidemy, these dollars can’t come with me so I blow it |
| Box of papers, bitch I want them documents |
| Hot like pavement in the summer when we poppin him |
| Bitch I drove into the cemetery, double park the Benz |
| Looking at headstones, feeling like rich kid |
| Yelling «Pop it in!» |
| I’m hotter than who say they hot |
| I’m droppin more than who say they drop |
| She topping off everyone in SESH just to tell her friends about it |
| Who wants an issue? SESH banging like a pistol |
| Eyes red but my wrist blue |
| Sapphire face, red jewels on my bitch too |