Intro
Brand new.
All y’all money now.
Wow.
T-Rich, you go crazy.
Chorus
And I’m with a bitch, shake ass like the rent due
Put a couple mouths on the pussy like a rental
I ain’t write a bitch, put the racks in the middle
Old power niggas like Shaq in the middle
Want that mink around my neck, need a lot for a little
Run a train on your bitch, she the bop in the middle
Shootin’ that iron, I have a team, you know I spit ’em
I don’t even rap, drop a bar, but it hit ’em
Told my lil’ niggas don’t play with my mental
Verse 1
I don’t know what block that you claim, gon’ spin ’em
High off the drank and I shoot with a rhythm
Halloween, no boogeyman, hit ’em
And while I’m gone, get a blicky and a denim
I had to walk a nigga down for my nigga
I need like four spleens holdin’ my liver
Don’t need a punt team, I’m out without a kicker
Know some bad hoes, why would I miss ’em?
I got some new pussy, I might have to blitz her
My keys in her mouth without a mixer
You got a main, you wanna blame it on the liquor
Chorus
And I’m with a bitch, shake ass like the rent due
Put a couple mouths on the pussy like a rental
I ain’t write a bitch, put the racks in the middle
Old power niggas like Shaq in the middle
Want that mink around my neck, need a lot for a little
Run a train on your bitch, she the bop in the middle
Shootin’ that iron, I have a team, you know I spit ’em
I don’t even rap, drop a bar, but it hit ’em
Told my lil’ niggas don’t play with my mental
Verse 2
Ridin’ with a blick in my denim
I don’t even play with these niggas, I’m simple
Use your head before a bullet go right through your temple
Party with a bad bitch, throwin’ up symbols
Gang in the NY like it’s Jay Leno
Live and die, be a boss, catch a case in the middle
Heard your partner tried to witness, it was cold how he did him
I’ll take you to the block, show you how a nigga livin’
Crenshaw and Hyde Park, that’s a whole lot of killin’
I’ma do my own dance, Crip walk with a rhythm
Nigga, I don’t need a scope, shoot a shot with precision
Chorus
And I’m with a bitch, shake ass like the rent due
Put a couple mouths on the pussy like a rental
I ain’t write a bitch, put the racks in the middle
Old power niggas like Shaq in the middle
Want that mink around my neck, need a lot for a little
Run a train on your bitch, she the bop in the middle
Shootin’ that iron, I have a team, you know I spit ’em
I don’t even rap, drop a bar, but it hit ’em
Outro
True story.
Drop a bar, but it hit ’em.
Huh.
In the face.