Predicament

I'm broke as hell, I don't like my predicament I should catch some sales, chirp the line send your order in Send it in the mail UPS, air shipping is coming quick Wire the money I'm not playing or I'm coming after it When I had the G6, always on some clean shit Wanted me a real bitch went and got a bad bitch She stay on some savage shit, we hustle yeah, we stacking chips You busted haters making no sense Hanging with my OG, we was pressing them packs He shown me a lot of shit, like how to flip a whole stack Turned thirty into eighty bands, like how you do that Riding on I-forty East, smoking a blunt Yeah I chief that On my own time, I'm putting tree on the scale That nigga at the trap, sending that dope in the mail I'm fascinated like a lil boy, see a bitch shaking ass The police pull us over, I take the shit and I smash Streets get wicked, I don't even gotta get involved I see the sales walk up, look for wires and all Strict as hell with my busi-ness, you niggas out here tripping-in Fumble the bag of shit, I recover like I'm on off and ense I'm broke as hell, I don't like my predicament I should catch some sales, chirp the line send your order in Send it in the mail UPS, air shipping is coming quick Wire the money I'm not playing or I'm coming after it When I had the G6, always on some clean shit Wanted me a real bitch went and got a bad bitch She stay on some savage shit, we hustle yeah, we stacking chips You busted haters making no sense Damn, my pockets is light, I guess I need to get my weight up And yes, if you hit the celly, I'll serve you like a waiter That bitch can slob on my nob, no fronts homie see you later You fucking with that bean in the gutter, I'm bout my paper They peep when you say my name, you know I've been running game Madden, play, pack, touchdown And they love Whyte-T, but bitches be turning me into Savage T Sleeping in the streets moving white and green Like Christmas and them pills look like Halloween I be on my bread like sesame, roll that shit up and season up the greens open up the Door, shit be fire like that gasoline I love the way she f*ck with me, she know I'm slick like Vaseline I'm in a predicament, cause the drugs fell in love with me I'm broke as hell, I don't like my predicament I should catch some sales, chirp the line send your order in Send it in the mail UPS, air shipping is coming quick Wire the money I'm not playing or I'm coming after it When I had the G6, always on some clean shit Wanted me a real bitch went and got a bad bitch She stay on some savage shit, we hustle yeah, we stacking chips You busted haters making no sense