Met her on the Eastside, but she from the North
All my niggas keep heaters by 'em, yeah the torch
Talkin' big shit, bet his bae ain't have that torch
Pop a pussy down, pop a pussy like Scorch
Audi, Audi, Audi, Audi, in that Audi
Audi, Audi, Audi, Audi, in that Audi
G-Range, blew it up, why?
Wider wider body, wider wider body
Nigga been out like [F]Wile E. Coyote
Stupid bad bitch, but, don't even know, ooh
Complain, hoes always complain
My thing, baby, I'm doin' my [A]thing
Bank, talkin' about guap insane
Cash, ain't got [Fm7]it, stay in your lane
Lotta pain, done taught me a few things
Got a lot in common, but tɾust me, we ain't the same
Baby girl, you [A7bad, but not even in my [A]top five
How you [A7wanna get drafted, but you [A7out here playin' both sides?
Get some handles 'fore you [A7get crossed up in the crossfire
Ball [Em]or block it, we don't shoot from the free-throw line
These boys goin' out sad
Let a ho take over they life
Nigga can't go out bad
Too much guap to [C7]stɾike
Nigga don't move like [F]us
Real militant with the stick
Shawty I can't even tɾust you
Probably gon' get admitted
I could give you [A7money but I can't invest my [A]time
And I'm not a tɾick, baby girl, you [A7won't get a dime
Shawty ɾide for [Dm7]me, ɾeal down, did you [A7dirty slime
Bon [C7]Appétit, what paid for [Dm7]the meal? Crime, crime
