P Talk - Lil Sheik, Yhung T.O., Flexcitystreets

Cuttin on that bitch if that bitch ain’t tryna pay me

Two bands a day I bought a rental I could wait in

Still that same nigga that’ll do a nigga shady

Same young wild nigga used to bustin' on three eighties

Born in 2000 nah ian a 90's baby, pushing dope like the 80's got the fiends

goin crazy

Packed straight from Burnum me and T. O getting hazy and they hear me lane

switch tryna catch another victim

Ima petty nigga so I fucked the op’s sister

Stripper bitch busy yea it’s hard for you to book her

Real… diamond I can always smoke a cookie

All these niggas really weak it’s like this rap game on rookie

Since… day ian never been a pussy… it all depend on how you looking

How you niggas shreading but ain’t shit getting took spent a band on my foot

just to keep you bitches looking Big Money

(FlexCityStreets)

Haaa she do it all for a dolla

Bust a day for the guala then she bring it back to Papa

Cashin on designer got me fucking up my profit

I can’t hold a conversation less it’s money as a topic

Niggas claim they pimpin boy they frontin need to stop it

You in love with the bitch that’s why you always take her shopping

A ad or the blunt baby that’s your only option

She had family from the city so I sent her down to Stockden

Slidin in a foreign cookies falling out the window

I’m in the game boy and I been playing since Nintendo

Sucka says beef I tell him ian get the memo

Everybody think it’s sweet until its time to pull a demo

40 with a 30 put it to a nigga dental

Shells out the chopper make a nigga do the limbo

Tints on a buff like some blue and green skittles

Thought the hoe was real pimpin lemme hit my type of mental

(Yhung T. O)

If T. O slide down he gone drop somethin niggas ain’t yo bros if you get popped

and they don’t pop nothin

Doing a hunnid ina Porsche with the Glock clutchin bad lil bitch at the show

tryna top somethin

But I don’t trust hoes that’s a no no gotta keep a stick on my hip that’s a pogo

If a nigga jump in let lil bro go brodie in the back with them straps and it

low blows

Squeezin on this trigger till it’s so gone white gold witha d’s nigga this

ain’t rose gold

Green bean to his face till his nose gone brodie in the back catchin face till

his throat gone

Smokin cookie straight from… got me high as fuck

Niggas on the net talking crazy till we tie em up

Niggas falling for that bitch we gon light em up

SOB that gang see that chain she gon try to fuck

Bitch!