Own 10

[Intro]
Bah, pew, pew
One, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
All my niggas, they 1K 'til the end
We was stealing whips, now we hopping out the Benz
Never wife a bitch, I can't bust it in her friend
Gotta count it up, still on my own 10
All my niggas, they 1K 'til the end
We was stealing whips, now we hopping out the Benz
Never wife a bitch, I can't bust it in her friend
Gotta count it up, still on my own 10

[Verse 1]
I swear, I swear I'm still on my 10 feet
A nigga size me, automatic track me
Can't show a nigga love, gotta tax you for a feat
Gotta get it how you live, and on my soul we gon' eat
Cut these niggas off, 'cause I know they ain't right
How you claiming solid on a nigga black and white
You ain't no real nigga if you getting on the mic
And when you jump fresh, it's a price on your life
All about my cheese so I got me a MAC
I'm 'bout to do a job, call me Steve with the MAC
Remember we were down bad, we ain't get a call back
Now we got the packs, cuddled in saran wrap

[Chorus]
All my niggas, they 1K 'til the end
We was stealing whips, now we hopping out the Benz
Never wife a bitch, I can't bust it in her friend
Gotta count it up, still on my own 10
All my niggas, they 1K 'til the end
We was stealing whips, now we hopping out the Benz
Never wife a bitch, I can't bust it in her friend
Gotta count it up, still on my own 10

[Verse 2]
All these shawns, man I swear they come catch us
Ran my check up, like a nigga had on Skechers
My OG always told me "This is chess boy, not no checkers"
I don't know why you stressing, swear to God I never text her
Laid back, always scoping out the scene (Scope)
Pants sagging, I got wings on my jeans
Dead flies on you, you done did the whole team
Don't pour me up no liquor, fill my cup with 'methazine
They said JGreen he on it, he be rolling like a fiend
I ran off on the plug, stacking up my collar greens
You know you got an odour, keep that oxy, you gotta leave
I got some snow bunnies screaming out to kilo me
I gotta go get it, go get me some money
JGreen still finessing, I'm all about hunnids
You running your mouth boy I'm running up commas
I gotta go get it, go get me some money
You acting like you 'bout it, you really don't want it
You all about drama, I cock it and dump it

[Outro]
Yeah, one, yeah
Yeah this is five hundred and ten ways baby
You know, super wavy, you guys get to jugging before this baby
Sheesh, sheesh, sheesh