(I-I—)
(I-I—)
(I-I'm working on dying)
(BNYX)
(I got, I got)


Got hunnid round, bitch, got hunnid round
bitch, got hunnid round, bitch, got hunnid round chops
Got hunnid round, bitch, got hunnid round
bitch, got hunnid round, bitch, got hunnid round chops
Them drugs is killin' 'em, killin 'em
Drugs is killin 'em, drugs is killin 'em
The mob is killin' 'em, mob is killin' 'em
Mob is killin' 'em, killin' 'em
Them guns is killin' 'em, guns is killin' 'em
Gun gon' shoot, it go killin' 'em
Memphetamines killin' 'em
'phetamines killin' 'em, yeah
and they muhfuckin' spinnin' 'em
I'm drinkin' that dirty, that muddy
that cup, that mud, that muhfuckin' what?
We come from that dirty, we drinkin'
that dirty, we come from that dirty stuff

Yeah, I got some brothers
who movin' that chicken, yeah (Yeah)
Ride on that bitch with AP, on my wrist, on my feelings
(Touching the ceiling)
Yeah, I been servin' them boys like I'm workin' at Chili's
(What? What? Yeah)
Yeah, it's Christmas, it's cold, this shit
could get chilly (What? What? Yeah)
I touched me a muhfuckin' milli', yeah
I'm swervin' in diamonds and jewelry
I'm on the side with the gremlin, gremlin
pull up and fuck my system and the mayhem
Them drugs is killin 'em, drugs is killin 'em
Drugs is killin' 'em, killin 'em
I'm takin' the Perc' with Amoxicillin
hit the ceiling lil' bitch, and I'm feelin' 'em (Ooh)
No, you can't rock with the mob
can't rock with the gang, lil' bitch
we not feeling you (Uh)
All this shit feeling familiar, uh
Got the game in a lock and I'm killin' 'em (Ooh)
I touch a mill' every first of the month
that's why my pockets not big enough (Ooh)
Ride 'round the city inside of the Tonka, yeah
but this shit still not big enough (Ooh)
Come every time back from my break, yeah
and I'm all on the charts (Yeah)
When I geek up, lil' bitch, yeah I go to the sky, bitch
I live in the stars (What)
Fuck what you sayin', lil' bitch
you is not one of us, you is not one of ours
Yeah, I made this shit up
but I'm back on them charts (Yeah)
Headin' number one for the month, yeah
stay number one for the year (Yeah)
Yeah, I turn up the muhfuckin' metal, yeah
I'm crankin' them gears (Luh crank)
Yeah, I pull up to London with shanks on me
bitch, I'm stabbin' they ears (Luh shank)
Fuck what you sayin' lil' bitch
I'ma do all this shit, bitch, I do it for years


Got hunnid round, bitch, got hunnid round
bitch, got hunnid round, bitch, got hunnid round chops
Got hunnid round, bitch, got hunnid round
bitch, got hunnid round, bitch, got hunnid round chops
Them drugs is killin' 'em, killin 'em
Drugs is killin 'em, drugs is killin 'em
The mob is killin' 'em, mob is killin' 'em
Mob is killin' 'em, killin' 'em
Them guns is killin' 'em, guns is killin' 'em
Gun gon' shoot, it go killin' 'em
Memphetamines killin' 'em, 'phetamines
killin' 'em, yeah, and they muhfuckin' spinnin' 'em
I'm drinkin' that dirty, that muddy, that cup
that mud, that muhfuckin' what?
We come from that dirty, we drinkin' that dirty
we come from that dirty stuff

Yeah, I got some brothers
who movin' that chicken, yeah (Yeah)
Ride on that bitch with AP, on my wrist, on my feelings
(Touching the ceiling)
Yeah, I been servin' them boys like I'm workin' at Chili's
(What? What? Yeah)
Yeah, it's Christmas, it's cold
this shit could get chilly (What? What? Yeah)