In Chicago

I had to run my guap up
These broke ass niggas tryna catch up
Boy you look like yo ass got asthma
You sayin thats yo bitch but i ain't ask ya
Nigga ima still smash her
Then i gotta go casper
Trappin out an Uber in Atlanta
12 pull me over get no answers
Bad asian bitch her name Anna
She whippin up that Hannah Montana
Glock on my side like Tom Clancer (Clancy)
It paint a nigga red like he Santa
PLUG
I just dropped a xan in this fanta, and it got me fallin over
Your bitch ride my dick like a coaster
Then she hop off like a sofa
Baby im that nigga thought i told ya
These bandz in my pcoket they can't fold up
She tryna suck me up im like hollup
I can't trust no thottie
Im flexing while im grippin on this shotty
My traphouse jumpin like Jeff Hardy
Ive been up for days off this molly
This shit got me geekin in the party
I fucked this nigga bitch i ain't sorry
All these niggas play is games like Atari
Niggas always talk but ain't gon' do nothing
Glock with a drum tec red beam
Hollows hit yo body rip yo damn spleen
This hoe hit my phone she dont want none
Fucking all these bitches feel like Brian Pump
All I know is stunt call me Stone Cold
I just got a check hella zeros
I did all this shit In Chicago