We be fresh to death, we fleeting, we send a n***a to Jesus I got all these counts receiving, no, ain't no room in the two-seater I turn a boothie into a beamer, I got a coupe with boots I lease Let's just stay on the stoop with the G's Lately I been feeling like n****s can't hang with us If you ain't dangerous I ain't scared to test her, but ain't no taming her My bitch ratchet, she off the mattress, she like to bang with her She like when the blunt gets stuck with rocks, so she get flaming her I ain't trying to relax when I get to the house, so you better be ready to sit on You can pinch it and pull this ass straight to the back, cause I know how you do when you lick on She think she gon' kiss your ass when I'm finished, I told her lil' bitch don't depend on her She only attack for what n****s got, she looking for n****s to spit on her These n****s over them, I put on X, so I got a guy just to spit on her You think you just gon' run over, keep milling, you better be looking for chemo I kick it with the assassin, but I never rock it with none of my polo Lil' n***a, you think you tough? Bet you won't step to me I blow pipes and I get stocks, call me a lil' referee I fuck bitch and I get rich, that shit was my destiny And I lick bitches on they kick, that shit so heavenly Bet you won't step to them steppers, I know you learned to lick less Mike Jeps, Louie my sweater, yeah, I think Louie my fetish Run up in my phone wrecking, I used to play with Berettas Now all I play with is cheddar, only thing that make me feel better I keep running up, running, I keep running up, running, running Yeah, I got good off my advance, but you know I gotta keep it coming She want me to put it in her pants, fuck that, I'ma put it in her stomach Then I fuck around, pass to my mans, shit really ain't fun without my brothers Most of these n****s be sissy, now we on dance, we be getting jiggy Can't fuck up fast, anger that quickies, got a hundred bands N***a, we lit, unless he a trans, I'm still getting itchy We make it hot when it's cold, we hit your block and it's bold All of this shit, still doing hot shit with the fold They say I'm getting too hot, lil' n***a, you think you tough? Bet you won't step to me, I blow pipes and I get stocks, call me a lil' referee I fuck bitch and I get rich, that shit was my destiny And I lick bitches on they kick, that shit so heavenly Bet you won't step to them steppers, I know you learned to lick less Mike Jeps, Louis, my sweater, yeah, I think Louis my fetish Run up and am I for wrecking? I used to play with Berettas Now all I play with is cheddar, only thing make me feel better