(Ayo, bans, what you cookin'?) Hol' on polo tee, black amiri jeans, like a trap fit Dirty water, bean, poured up pure codeine, I am that nigga Polo thuggin', she wanna fuck me 'cause my sack bigger Hol' on, come and see, brand new keys, that's a tesla, serve the fiends I said I'm sick of all this motherfuckin' poverty (bah, bah) Can you tell me who sent them shots at me? Can't get no sleep, slang the heat and put your block to peace I knock down three, you know that's me, you hear that chopper speak Police tryna sentence me like niko jenkins Rico [?] Dead bodies I can say I ain't seent them Swear like I'm ivan milat Push the bentley till it fall to pieces Steady screamin', free ten and that Livin' hard, girl, no it ain't easy Leave the house, tell me make it back My heart got bodies on it Saints row stick, hommies on it Hope it burn down with them coppers in it Mask down, we follow homie Nightime, slime their position Northside where it's riders only Catch 'em hittem 'em with it through the fences Take his mind, put some mileage on it Strectch 'em, pop 'em, zip 'em, take it whole face, no case Red eye verse that cop car, that's a cold chase, no way I'm gon' get caught in here with this Glock today Real rich nigga my vlone collab made three m's in three day Hol' on polo tee, black amiri jeans, like a trap fit Dirty water, bean, poured up pure codeine, I am that nigga Polo thuggin', she wanna fuck me 'cause my sack bigger Hol' on, come and see, brand new keys, that's a tesla, serve the fiends I said I'm sick of all this motherfuckin' poverty (bah, bah) Can you tell me who sent them shots at me? Can't get no sleep, slang the heat and put your block to peace I knock down three, you know that's me, you hear that chopper speak Big chain, diamonds flashin', choppers on (choppers on) Grave digger, ain't no fuckin' public figure, rockin' comme des garçons We crackin' joke, we face the clown It's a bloody picture, who real or fake? When they come this way, he don't know who with 'em get 'em all from round My mclaren came automatic Danger zone when we slang that static Pour one's and two's for to keep my cool Drink still makin' me the saddest Put a nigga face on the news Do 'em dirty, can't get no passes [?] Part of my fuckin' fashion Head hunter in a thrasher, thrashin' Hol' on polo tee, black amiri jeans, like a trap fit Dirty water, bean, poured up pure codeine, I am that nigga Polo thuggin', she wanna fuck me 'cause my sack bigger Hol' on, come and see, brand new keys, that's a tesla, serve the fiends I said I'm sick of all this motherfuckin' poverty (bah, bah) Can you tell me who sent them shots at me? Can't get no sleep, slang the heat and put your block to peace I knock down three, you know that's me, you hear that chopper speak