Freestyle · letra

Verse 1:

None of my b*tches ain’t sh*t Gun in my britches and one of you n*ggas can get it But really I'm wheeling and dealing I do the digits with mids (Trash Bag Gang) Yeah I said that right My office is always the kitchen I’m a big dog you little b*tch You kidding (kitten), p*ssy That pistol stay with me f*cking right I’m a hood n*gga And I write good but if a p*ssy play with me, well, (n*gga f*ck your favorite dj) t That pistol stay with me f*cking right I’m a hood n*gga And I write good but if a p*ssy play with me well then it's good riddance Sauce dripping on my Scottie Pippens feel like I’m walking on air Meant to say Balenciagas got a lot of 'em I just bought 4 pair

Verse 2:

I said I’m so I’m so so I’m so player I got pimp with me pink with me and they Lit like a role flair I got your b*tch with me triple tripping she wants me to go bare I tie my J’s up tight as sh*t and kick the b*tch out my hotel This sh*t just flew the coop I got my eyes on a newest coupe Made a snowman said trip God damn I don’t know a n*gga as cool as you I'm bout my cake like a Susie Q I’m at Benihana chilling with a Lucy Liu Me and Craig like Dre and Snoop We prolly got codeine in the gin and juice

Verse 3:

They pretending to and we been the truth Put that on a pin from Houston Part of me poured out Man my uncle Bun B said go hard You know it's UGK for life, right? That mean I’m underground til I’m underground Just come from dumpin off a bunch of pounds In a country town hundred thousand coming monthly now
Your jungle my stomping grounds school of hard knocks You can probably find your b*tch in the lost and found Find out the check there I’m the that b*tch with bells on All my sh*t legitted and I’m still scared to use my cell phone N*ggas ain’t playing fair these n*ggas plain fed

Verse 4:

If you scared say you scared you better off playing dead Still wear some brand names I say you’re brain dead Save your damn change yeah you’re better off saving it I feel like f*ck shoppin triple up the profit Arizona got a real socket Splash time touchdown with the Houston Rockets And I’m pulling up on anybody Killakal what it is n*gga Paul Wall what it do fool Bun B those words were encouragement Really meant the world to me And for that I salute you Propane young n*gga don’t change Dope game and it really don’t change Discretion used to be mandatory Nowadays they show them everything (tell em everything) Rap game done got a little strange Everybody got beef with everybody Nobody wanna say nobody name F*ck that might as well show love I stay to myself cause that’s who I trust Sometimes look in the mirror say f*ck it and go and make music on behalf of the drugs