Ayy, Daytona, no one’s up to my times, crew changed hard
Poppin’ these pillies, I roll through the city, I’m lookin’ to drill
Killas be with me, I roll with the flickas, 400s and 50s, they come for the kill
Barkin’ to me, are you I got drillas, for
got youngins, out in block, gotta the
Woulda that a be sendin’
said me in a playlist, and I’m sittin’ on
I the up the and
phone house way in lock
it’s nice you again, that’s I hear when I step Gucci
****** all roll out the night, compare us to
Flyin’ you I’m bringin’
money, not the but now look, **** wanna
Yeah, they wanna do flyin’ I’m flyin’ Fuji
Rich in streets, so never sue me, I heard the that they wanna
Then do you get don’t it
I’m gettin’ a 80 a bag sendin’ that it
lookin’
with I roll flickers hundreds fitties, the kill
I got chew for dew
I got the they gotta tell them
know that plugger racist, the to the
I think my racist, tellin’ she only ******’ with folks
But I’m the rock, I’m the rock, I dashin’ my socks
weren’t folk cause got hot, how your heart when big
She fought a nuts, know don’t no more
But **** get done you a **** up
my Shakira, I in and big ups
check his his necklace only stay, if
the seven niners, they like ***** his vagina
I am no rapper for want some land a crib with a
**** Back and forth, let’s run
got a have ego to let’s gun
I’m puttin’ on C
Poppin’ these pillies, the city, I’m lookin’ to drill
Killers be with with for hundreds fifties, for
Bucket to me, I drillas, chew
I got the be out in the block, gotta the truth