| Calm, bool, and collected |
| Riding in this twinny twin twin and it ain’t naked |
| They say you live long when you a lil bit selfish |
| Ion cuff shit, fuck a bitch, i’m rebellious |
| We the new wave, better yet a tsunami |
| Ion post guns, cause i’m really in the army |
| Raised round hustling thieves and prostitutes |
| Gotta mind yo business, even tho you know the truth |
| I was born in this shit, not blessed in this shit |
| Fuck the opps, 30 Glocks, we invest in them sticks |
| I’m screaming die young, we might die young |
| Go mix patron with some henny let me try some |
| I lose my mind when i’m flying, I cut the mic on |
| Give her space when she get it, cut the lights on |
| I’m hands on, I could really put yo mans on |
| I’m showing love I won’t get back and ion think i’m wrong |
| No i’m not a popstar, in my hood I take the top off |
| Competition better than nothing, they playing softball |
| Calm, bool, and collected |
| Riding in this twinny twin twin and it ain’t naked |
| They say you live long when you a lil bit selfish |
| Ion cuff shit, fuck a bitch, i’m rebellious |
| We the new wave, better yet a tsunami |
| Ion post guns, cause i’m really in the army |
| Raised round hustling thieves and prostitutes |
| Gotta mind yo business, even tho you know the truth |
| I was born in this shit, not blessed in this shit |
| Fuck the opps, 30 Glocks, we invest in them sticks |
| Ian seen too many stages of opp blocks that ian rocking now |
| I go overboard for talks, I bring choppas out |
| Pussy boy fell off aw, he wanna holla now |
| Fuck squashing it, i’d rather walk him down |
| Fuck that boy and who brought him round |
| We got historic choppas, we just gotta oil em down |
| Knock a fucking portion out yo stomach, bout the size of a border house |
| CSI gon have to find you and sort you out |
| 11 second quarter mile, catch me if you can |
| Dropped the dunk 4 times, I should’ve spent it on some land |
| Cut my old hoe off and started billing with a friend |
| Leaves the top floor condo exclusively for sex |
| All her clothes see through, usually you can see her breast |
| I know she ain’t faithful, but you gon need a check |
| Pretty soon she gon be one of the hoes that used to be the shit |
| And i’ll hit the streets and recruit, like when my shooters leave the set |
| Calm, bool, and collected |
| Riding in this twinny twin twin and it ain’t naked |
| They say you live long when you a lil bit selfish |
| Ion cuff shit, fuck a bitch, i’m rebellious |
| We the new wave, better yet a tsunami |
| Ion post guns, cause i’m really in the army |
| Raised round hustling thieves and prostitutes |
| Gotta mind yo business, even tho you know the truth |
| I was born in this shit, not blessed in this shit |
| Fuck the opps, 30 Glocks, we invest in them sticks |