we still up

[Verse]
And we shooting out that range, bitch
If you tryna spin the block we gon' leave him on that pavement
That big ass .40 hit his head and his brains
That boy thought he going up but I know that boy hate me
You don't want no smoke, I pull up and you stoppin' hate me
And I heard yo' music, boy, I swear that that shit heinous
And it's the concept of cash, I won't do no explaining
Bitch, I want it, I'ma get it, benefits of being famous
Bitch, fuck a crib, yeah, we sliding in that truck, bitch
In this chopper like a sandstorm, you bite that dust, bitch
If I ever miss a shot, just consider it luck, bitch
And I know I'm never falling off 'cause we still fuckin' up, bitch
Bitch, fuck a crib, yeah, we sliding in that truck, bitch
In this chopper like a sandstorm, you bite that dust, bitch
If I ever miss a shot, just consider it luck, bitch
And I know I'm never falling off 'cause we still fuckin' up, bitch