Up 40

I'm finna get a big bag then I leave Bitch I push this SRT, this hoe it got no keys Paid a thousand for my kicks But don't give a f*ck about no crease If they keep on talking shit They finna just wake up the beast F*ck peace, f*ck two bands, we up 40 Mod the whip, think I went put Vlone Forgis Bro a bitch, he be cap, he telling stories Kicking back at the crib it's like four stories Uh, try to run up on me you get served like I'm the best waiter Trying to get that money, bitch, I'm gon' get my respect later Try to do me wrong you get cut like I got the best razor Process of elimination with opps like I'm a test taker, yeah Hop up in that SRT, is you down to ride They claim that they want the smoke, but they not outside Lil' bro you is just a hoe, I'm not the one you should try Got that stick right on my side Send his lil' ass to the sky Amiri jeans 28 my size Bad bitch with them thick ass thighs Don't run up unless you wanna die Hop in the SRT we finna f*ck up the street yeah you know that we finna go fly I got a stick it'll f*ck anybody that try me a man or a bitch yeah it's bi You is a bitch and you know you a lame so you go out and try to put on a disguise No you is not with the motherfucking team you is not one my brothers you not one my guys Doing this shit it's too easy to me it just float out my tongue I don't even go try Lil' bro he putting up shots everyday but he is not a hooper he ain't at the Y Heater right on him his ass finna fry All hits, bitch I am the goat, I cannot miss I be getting to it I cannot just let the clock tick If you hit me on some stupid shit you hit the block list Was trying to figure out what lil' bro on, huh, not shit Lil' bro he a fiend his pockets hurt still trying to cop Tris Feel like DJ Khaled who told me to kill it I said god did If he run up on me he get slapped like this shit Stockton I just hit my brothers on the phone and said we locked in He talking shit, but he is a bitch, that shit obnoxious Why you coming 'round asking questions on some cop shit Don't hit my bro up if you is not trying to cop shit Which coupe be the one I'm finna slide, I got options Bro used to punch every fucking day, he ain't boxing If you ain't down to fucking ride why you hopped in All this shit right off the fucking top, I don't jot shit Bitch I feel like Curry at the three, I cannot miss I make a hit every fucking day and then I top it You ain't in the picture, used to be in 'till I cropped it We the goats, bitch, when we walk in we make the spot lit Bitch I'm finna dunk this bitch, I feel like Obi Toppin Been running shit, how the f*ck is this shit shocking Bet when I blow up they finna come around, all flocking Bro don't f*ck with Batman but at night he be robbing I just made a bag, okay f*ck it, let's go shopping