I'm with my gang and hitting bongs
I sip my drink inside a double cup
It smells like purp in my lungs
Yeah, my life is full of bad things, oh
My clip's long as Celine (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
And my clip is lookin' mean (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
'Cause I'm wearin' B.B. Simon with some jeans (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
I got bands on bands stuffed in my jeans
Geeked up off a pill, bitch, I'm wakin' up at three
My eyes bulgin' out, bitch, I'm geeked up off the lean
I took a Perc' and now I'm feelin' like a beast
You say you ballin', bitch, we chase you for the streets
Somebody roll a blunt, then give a liquor glass
I pour a drink inside my cup
And ain't no party 'less the gang inside the club
Then all that bottle poppin' bitches turnin' up
I'm with my gang and hittin' bongs
I sip my drink inside a double cup
It smells like purp inside my lungs
Yeah, my life is full of bad things, oh
I'm with my gang and hittin' bongs
I sip my drink inside a double cup
They say I'm a show off, but I ain't a show off
I just get my dough up, these bitches just chose up
The snitches get sew up, the pigeons get blown up
Got a bad bitch, but a bitch is gon' ho up
With real homies, if they need know I front 'em
Them real big body shit, yeah, I stunt 'em
Know my car real, you fake shit, you bettin' on commas
And that's real shit, you know I'm the best, why you bother?
Somebody roll a blunt, then give a liquor glass
I pour a drink inside my cup
And ain't no party 'less the gang inside the club
Then all that bottle poppin' bitches turnin' up
