Transcrição (en)

You hear that shit, cuz? In a playpen, K-pins in the system by A-10 You train so big, your pen is so huge You measure that shit 8 by 10 Don't munch shit, get past my twin I'ma fill up your body like toxins This ain't the regular, turn out your cellular Eat talking fast like the auctions Red gloves on my own boxing, uh-huh I got more purple drunken communions Yellow diamonds, looking like minions I don't give a fuck about opinions I get hostage or house like detention I'm trying to raise the suspensions That ball out hefty like a pension They get real dark like a dungeon I'm the richest nigga at the luncheon I popping it B Is it popping it B Ain no nigga fucking with me I the one bringing sand to the beach And I stick with a hole like a leech I too out of reach I too out of reach I'm too out of reach Smokin' on Zion, gas today Punchin' my lungs like cash is clay Winnin' so much, they had to hate I bought someone on oil chrome as best as he gets to my home When he crashed the freight I don't know, I don't know, I done forgot what I had to say Oh, I remember, we turn this shit up in December In December is a person that made better the niggas tender. We smacking your home. We flipper don't piss me off I got a time in his bitch with a yadi and she don't care. I feel like I'm one of the members The niggas faking emotion. I cannot relate to that shit. I am not a pretender rich ass nigga Do not hit me on no bro shit Pop tags chrome heart bag when I hold shit bro got a Glock 40 Mac See you then you fuck like a trojan I'm popping it, B. Is it popping it, B? Ain't no nigga fucking with me. I'm no one bringing sand to the beach. And I still shoot a hole like a leech. I'm too out of reach. I'm too out of reach. I'm too out of reach. I'm too out of reach.