Back On That Shit Again

[Intro]
Ooh SAV, killed it
Alright SAV

[Verse]
Two hundred blue strips, that's a dub on me
I can't go nowhere in Flint without a gun on me
I'm lyin', I can go anywhere in Flint without a gun on me
I just fucked a nigga bitch that tried to stunt on me
Went to Hutch, spent ten racks on a chain, I was boutta spend a dub on it
Fat, freaky bitch tried to fuck, I put Dubbs on her
Tryna book me for a show, I gotta talk to the club owner
My bitch got my gun in her purse, so security better not touch on her
If I catch my bitch cheatin', she gotta leave, I ain't gon' punch on her
I'm lyin', I might smack that bitch up and put my gun on her
A nigga got into it with my sister, she put her son on him
I just got a pint at the pharm', it was one over
Feelin' lucky like I just found a four lеaf clover
I can't lie, I can go a day without bein' sobеr
Watch the lean go to the bottom, grab the pop and tip it over
Grab the .308, got busy with it, but it hurt my shoulder
[?] hoodie on in the December like it's October
I said "Bitch after we fuck you gotta leave," that's what I told her
Bro did two hundred in the Scat tryna break the motor
Unc in the kitchen cookin' dope with some baking soda
I told him cook the—
I told him cook the dope to twety-four grams, but he can make it over
I told him to turn the stove down before it boil over
Tryna get the smell out the house, can't erase the odor
Fuck, auntie back on that shit again
Tryna stuff this roll in my pocket, I can't fit it in
Told her "Put this deposit in the bank," almost couldn't fit it in
Unc tried to park the big body in the garage almost couldn't fit it in
Bitch I'm a nutty north nigga, I'm from Michigan
Should I put the beam on the Glo— ahhh
Should I put the beam on the Glock, or the switch again?
I don't even know
All my opps dead, I don't know which one I wanna smoke
Got three different color pints, don't know which one I wanna pour
Got three different pints of purp, don't know which one I want sold
My nigga said his granny got some Act but it's ten years old
I couldn't even tell you what I was doing ten years ago
To tell the truth, I was probably middle-manning ten zips of—
I wasn't fucked up, but I was never broke
Ask ten years later what I'm up now, you will never know
I can fuck any bitch, it's never "No"
I used to go places back then, now I would never go
Just got off the phone with the plug, told him let it snow
Man my nephew took my hit and told me "Let it go"
Still made my nephew took my hit and told me "Let it go"