[intro]
(overdog)
See a nigga outside, bitch (real street nigga)
Young sack runner
I'm outside (stupiddog, i ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard)
[chorus]
If you see a nigga outside, i'm ridin' with all smackers
Loski got fifty bands on him, he ain't no fuckin' rapper (he ain't no fuckin' rapper)
Bro got a beam on his glock, he'll fuckin' zap you (he'll fuckin' zap you)
I'ma buy a bitch a plan b, baby, i won't trap you
My name been buzzin' in these streets before a fuckin' rapper ('fore a fuckin' rapper)
You might catch me bustin' juggs, you might see me trappin' (you might see me trappin')
You might catch me in the hood, you might see me in traffic (you might see me in traffic)
I'ma always keep that blick, nigga, i ain't cappin' (i ain't cappin')
[verse]
I don't cap in raps (cap), all i know is trap (trap)
I ain't nothin' like these rappers, nigga, that's a fact (that's a fact)
All that speakin' on the dead get you turned to packs (get you turned to packs)
Wake up and thank god, all i want is racks (all i want is racks)
If the pussy ain't hittin', i ain't doublin' back (i ain't doublin' back)
We ain't hit nobody when we slid, we gotta double back
Niggas mad i made a lot of money off of spice rap (off of chattin' 'bout it)
Tales of the trenches, gettin' off sellin' ice packs
Still in the hood gettin' money, tryna dodge these wraps (tryna dodge these wraps)
Put a switchy on the blicky, he ain't dodgin' that
If she got a fat ass, then i'm grabbin' that (then i'm grabbin' that)
Know a nigga goin' to get a gun, he say, "be right back" (be right back)
First gun bro ever had, he had to steal for that
Bro make his first 10k, he had to kill for that
Rat-ass, bitch-made nigga, you ain't had to tell 'em that (you ain't tell nothin', man, nigga)
Dog sold me some bullshit, i had to sell it back
[chorus]
If you see a nigga outside, i'm ridin' with all smackers
Loski got fifty bands on him, he ain't no fuckin' rapper
Bro got a beam on his glock, he'll fuckin' zap you
I'ma buy a bitch a plan b, baby, i won't trap you
My name been buzzin' in these streets before a fuckin' rapper
You might catch me bustin' juggs, you might see me trappin'
You might catch me in the hood, you might see me in traffic
I'ma always keep that blick, nigga, i ain't cappin' (stupiddog, i ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard)
[outro]
(cosa nostra)