The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred I got bout a million worth in jewels I made a quarter up in London Then I bought twenty chops for the hood Look, wrecked up, tagged him I give him twenty if he catch him Four-four, hoof him, blast him Hit him up, then I'm dashing I'm popping, I'm flashing The bitches love me cause I'm catchy Bad bitch, sassy She got that fire like a dragon Look, big body, wagon I remember I ain't have it Twenty-one, I'm a savage I got twenty-one in the cabinet Throwing bullets Throwing bullets like I'm mad at him Leave that nigga in the casket The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred I got bout a million worth in jewels I made a quarter up in London Then I bought twenty chops for the hood The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred I got bout a million worth in jewels I made a quarter up in London Then I bought twenty chops for the hood On my knees, on my knees, bow Bitch, blitz, crips, ass, drop, rest of blocks We still steppin', we still stressin' What's on me? A-effin', a-effin', a-effin' in Took my bitch up by the torch, put her in the Benz That bitch there ain't worth a quarter, I fuck with ten Right after she said I couldn't, I fucked again Paris on me look like boogers, bitch I'm worse than him Bang, do whatever for the gang Who they gon' pop out with that stick? And I know that he won't say her name Bet he got put in a box, he came to the wrong hood lookin' for fame Ain't no secret, be it 4-L, them fuckboys know what I claim Rich a mill cost a lot of show, but 4-5 make you do the whole lot Pop smoke, gun smoke, same thing I'm on the flops, eatin' cold cuts Say you got a body, nigga, so what? Tear her out, shit, we got a whole bunch None of my opps ain't on nine Broke-ass bitches got one gun She get so wet and she slippery She screamin' and yellin', put dick in me Most of these jewelers are sick of me Savage spend money ridiculously I ain't with all of the bickers They disappear, I know trickery He made a diss and it tickled me I don't let bullshit get to me Switches on the Glocks, rest in piss to all my opps We treat beef like albums, nigga, all that shit get dropped Ain't got no brains, I spent your budget on my watch The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred, yeah I got about a million working jobs I made a quarter up in London, yeah Then I bought 20 chops for the hood Cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred, yeah I got about a million working jobs I made a quarter up in London, yeah Then I bought 20 chops for the hood I got about a million working jobs