| He gon' get taxed, he come from out of town |
| Bitch, all my lil niggas stay solid ground |
| Broad day, watch how we run him down |
| You disrespect it, catch a hunnid rounds |
| Bitch, I do this for my wodies |
| Please don’t act like you don’t know me |
| Bitch, I’m balling like Ginobli |
| I beat that pussy 'til she OD |
| These niggas tryna ride my wave, yeah |
| Everytime I pull up with the K, yeah |
| I had to sit down, get my weight up |
| They let me out on bail, lil bitch, I’m out of jail |
| And I’m still riding with this Glock on me, yeah |
| I know them niggas tryna plot on me, yeah |
| I know these lil bitches be watchin' me, yeah |
| They know I’m the sickest, ain’t fucking with these niggas |
| I’m fucking niggas' bitches, they know we don’t give a fuck, bitch |
| We up, bitch, let this forty eat you up, bitch |
| Oh, they know my niggas on that fuck shit, yeah |
| Mula, bitch! |
| He gon' get taxed, he come from out of town |
| Bitch, all my lil niggas stay solid ground |
| Broad day, watch how we run him down |
| You disrespect it, catch a hunnid rounds |
| Bitch, I do this for my wodies |
| Please don’t act like you don’t know me |
| Bitch, I’m balling like Ginobli |
| I beat that pussy 'til she OD |
| Bitch, I’m all about a check, die for my respect, uh |
| Wait 'til you stack up, then I’ma take all of yo' racks |
| Grinding teeth, yeah, you know, I fucked yo' bitch in a robe |
| Then I gotta get ghost, to the money I go |
| You ain’t from 'round here, why you coming 'round? Yeah |
| You ain’t with that gang, then you can’t hang around |
| I swear to God, fuck boy, you gotta move around, yeah |
| Coming for your town, they shut that bitch down |
| Ooh, I had to get it how I live, for real |
| Yeah, you in that field, you could get killed, for real |
| Yeah, don’t play around, you could get stealed, for real |
| We gon' pop you like a fucking pill |
| He gon' get taxed, he come from out of town |
| Bitch, all my lil niggas stay solid ground |
| Broad day, watch how we run him down |
| You disrespect it, catch a hunnid rounds |
| Bitch, I do this for my wodies |
| Please don’t act like you don’t know me |
| Bitch, I’m balling like Ginobli |
| I beat that pussy 'til she OD |
| Only put trust in my gang |
| I can’t be fucking with you lames |
| My lil niggas, they ready to bust a brain |
| No, I can’t switch up on my motherfucking gang |
| I keep that heat on my hip, these pussy boys like to trip |
| Fuck 'round, shoot off his lips, oh |
| That forty opened him up, you can’t be talking too much |
| Now bitch, it is what it was |
| I do this for the niggas who don’t wanna see me up |
| I’ma run these Benjis 'til my fucking pockets stuffed |
| And bitch, it ain’t no limit, I could never get enough |
| Lord, forgive me from sinnin', for this money, I’m shedding blood |
| He gon' get taxed, he come from out of town |
| Bitch, all my lil niggas stay solid ground |
| Broad day, watch how we run him down |
| You disrespect it, catch a hunnid rounds |
| Bitch, I do this for my wodies |
| Please don’t act like you don’t know me |
| Bitch, I’m balling like Ginobli |
| I beat that pussy 'til she OD |