She used to try dub me now she wan fuck me leave your top red I ain't talking bout Chucky got carats in my teeth but I'm not a bunny used to call me ugly now she said she loves me is it me or the money cause I'll choose the bag over you pattern the holder too I'll show you what this loader do or I'm trap giddy so I got a pack with me then I got a mac with me caught him on a shopping spree and we left him mad drippy from the five Yh that city so the cats hit me or I'm smoking on some mad icky and it's sticky as fuck my nigga itching to buss if he leaves with the gun he ain't talking bout Russ after I lean then I bop like hus don't cause no fuss please call my bluff in the blicky we trust and these bitches got lust so I might take a slice and then dash it like crust cause she belongs to the streets I came from the jungle put a monkey on my feet a gorilla on the heat ya zeet put a monkey on my feet a gorilla on the heat