| I hit 95, then charge |
| I don’t fuck with bitches that lie |
| I keep bitches pissed |
| My flow underrated |
| I dig bitches grave when they think they want beef |
| Kick the hole in, yall on me |
| Put 33 shells in yo shit, stay tough on the net you lil bitch |
| I stop at the store and post up with my niggas |
| They geekin' with tecs, they ready for war |
| These bitches pretenders, they wish they was hood |
| I’m ghetto, I grew up off henny and chicken |
| Can’t never go back, finesse for a sack |
| You die if you lack so I’m never gon lack |
| Consistence the key |
| So if you not humble, yo life is in danger |
| I belong on a beach |
| I belong in a foreign |
| I belong with them bands |
| So when I get M’s, split that shit with my mans |
| Stop talking to me, I don’t give a fuck! |
| Like why do these niggas be bothering me? |
| My pussy so good, these goofies they wishing they could |
| But I am no lame, I’m too cool |
| Don’t never say bool |
| We crippin', we crazy, my block is a fool |
| Park Row been a zoo |
| I do this for me, and all of my haters thats watching me close |
| Could never get up |
| They pray that I fail |
| Why bitches be capping? |
| Really ain’t trapping, ain’t breaking no bails |
| You living a lie, can’t fuck with you wannabe’s |
| Asian Da Doll, taking a flight |
| Let me be great |
| I’m grinding from money to money |
| I’m sunny, I never take breaks |
| You stay in less place |
| I win every race |
| I eat with my fingers like I am Jamaican |
| Young bitch, whole lot of setting-trendsetter |
| I’m a lil cool, gettin rich |
| You know I’m barbie to the doll |
| Got bitches from Paris wanna buy all my new new shit |
| These hoes be hating |
| These hoes turned fake for the dick, that shit be so weak |
| Listen up close; |
| Never gave a fuck |
| Always been tough |
| Ion gotta shoot, bitch! |
| Lets meet |
| (Grrraah!) |
| Power up (x32) |