| Headed to 10th grade end of summer we’d shop |
| My nigga ain’t got em a grill 6 fronts at the top |
| I asked em what they run like 100 a pop |
| Shit we can go tomorrow if you wanted to cop |
| Say less |
| Walked in the spot with like 200 flat |
| Headed down the aisle towards the booths in the back |
| They selling jewelry tvs shoes and doing tats |
| Everything for the low low and they ain’t including tax |
| Some niggas sold mixtapes some niggas sold beats |
| Approached a booth with a sign that read Gold Teeth |
| I recognized the dude behind the counter there to greet me |
| B real from intoxicated my sister had the CD |
| Was quick to show em love reciting some of his lines |
| Was shocked we knew the lyrics he reminisced on the times |
| My nigga got a grill from you, now I’m getting mine |
| He said bet, I’ll get you right lemme know what u got in mind |
| 5616 memorial drive |
| Where many niggas from the city stories collide |
| You ain’t gotta hit the jewelry store for ya ice |
| Just hit this spot n cop at an affordable price |
| Dickie suits Girbauds and knockoff bags |
| At any given moment Shit can pop off bad |
| If you on a budget this is how you ball |
| You can get it all at the value mall |
| So now we driving Ant mama whip |
| Pull up on hoes hop out to politic |
| 10kt gold behind my bottom lip |
| 40 ounce you hear the clink when the bottle hit |
| School back in session |
| Scratch a lesson |
| I’d rather make a cool ass impression |
| I’ll let you ask the questions |
| And fumble through text books while I’m fumble through txts |
| From hoes I hit, and tryna see which hoes comin through next |
| Nigga still schemin grill gleaming I made sure to smile |
| Confidence from compliments on how it compliment my style |
| Lunchtime niggas beatin on tables and rappin |
| Took my golds out and put it inside a napkin |
| Big booty redbone tapped me and said Wuts hannin |
| … she on my dick now… before she was actin |
| Bell rang I went and Dumped the food that’s on my tray |
| Got back in class and I realized I threw my shit away |
| 5616 memorial drive |
| Where many niggas from the city stories collide |
| You ain’t gotta hit the jewelry store for ya ice |
| Just hit this spot n cop at an affordable price |
| Dickie suits Girbauds and knockoff bags |
| At any given moment Shit can pop off bad |
| If you on a budget this is how you ball |
| You can get it all at the value mall |