[Intro:]
Uh
Like Gucci, I bust it out the wrapper
Fuck 'round, sell it to a trapper
Break down them bales, nigga, bowls in, ten percent, take it to the pastor
[Chorus:]
I'm on 285, I feel like the old Gucci, went to Barney's for the chain
And I'm workin' 3 scales at the same damn time, addin' in my brain
I just drove to Kanye's, he wanted a QP, I sold that shit for a whole thing
Five hunnid' a zip, 3-5 for a pill, but jit out here bustin' niggas brains
[Verse:]
I know some niggas who fuck wit' the birds
I know some niggas who fuck wit' the rabbits
I'm ridin' dirty, it's bowls and switches
I pray to the fire before I get in traffic
Late night shootouts wit' gang
It's a competition for bodiеs, I feel like Mark [?]
My smackers itchin' for hats
They geekеd off percs, like freeze, you went, toe-tag 'em
We deep in this bitch wit' 30-some' Glocks
Waitin' for the opps to come slide and do what they said
This double R in yo' song
A fuckin' week later, somehow, niggas turnin' up dead
I'm wit' Too Iffy and Mud
Lil' Blade just needed ten bowls to bring me a head
At me 'bout some of that beef
Not takin' you serious, you workin' that case wit' the feds
These niggas be workin' the other one
I'm geeked, I'm scared, I'm psyched, I'm nervous
'Member them times I was sleepin' in service
Then thought 'bout the preacher and questioned his sermons
I don't like niggas, I feel like a German
But gang, we tight like a muh'fuckin' virgin
Body for body, lil' nigga, we purgin'
Put niggas on tables, I feel like a surgeon
Hot box ride wit' a hunnid' rounds
Momma seen a gangster on the ultrasound
Sixteen O's in a old Cutlass, try to strike this and end up in the pound
Try to rob me and end up in the ground
I don't play fair, don't come outta' bounds
Leavin' pillow talkers in the lost-and-found
Niggas know we bussin' like the Greyhounds
[Chorus:]
I'm on 285, I feel like the old Gucci, went to Barney's for the chain
And I'm workin' 3 scales at the same damn time, addin' in my brain
I just drove to Kanye's, he wanted a QP, I sold that shit for a whole thing
Five hunnid' a zip, 3-5 for a pill, but jit out here bustin' niggas brains
I'm on 285, I feel like the old Gucci, went to Barney's for the chain
And I'm workin' 3 scales at the same damn time, addin' in my brain
I just drove to Kanye's, he wanted a QP, I sold that shit for a whole thing
Five hunnid' a zip, 3-5 for a pill, but jit out here bustin' niggas brains