Woo, Famgoon You know I got BC in this motherfucker with me nigga You ain't gon' shoot shit Then what the fuck you ridin' in the trunk for? Niggas like you, I'm dolo Spent the back end at the gun store I don't cop or savin' 12 nigga I'm just playin' with the bales nigga I'm just playin' with the scales nigga Lil mama want a nigga dive in it I crack the seal and pour a line it She mad I can't spend time with her He a fuck nigga, I can't vibe with him Had a couple partners switch sides on me Start shakin' that ass, she gon' ride on me Who I spin the block and go slide homie Shawty bad, she the fuckin' keeper I got stripes like a fuckin' zebra Sold twenty P's on Glenwood In the parking lot of the Libra Yeah, I am so hot I might catch a fever Me and my niggas don't fuck with people Ridin' 'round in that Regal Sellin' dope like it's legal Even deaf niggas hear me out I got niggas I'll kill about I might just play like I'm broke Just to see how many niggas I really got They cannot make me believe That none of these niggas out here is not make believe How could you say you love me? And all of this time you been hatin' me How could you tell me You can't believe that I am the nigga I am today? I did everything the family's sake All them other niggas ran away Tell 'em slow down, tell 'em slow down Think I'm movin' too fast Ride the coupe with no gas Just to see who gon' last I ain't book smart, I just look smart But I cook smart, with a good fork This what the shit took boy These niggas soft, they just look hard Yeah, I'm in the streets fuckin' with the ahks I'm in the streets fuckin' with the blocks I'm in the mountain cuttin' down the crops These niggas pussy, I can smell the fear They said it's loud but I can barely hear She just gon' do what that other nigga tell her She know I'm not an ordinary fellow Yeah, she know a nigga not even ordinary Everything I do extraordinary My tape pushed back to February It gon' drop on my birthday Just because that's my first day Fuck these niggas in the worst way He was hatin' in the first place I need a second to breathe I know I'm blessed, fuck a sneeze My pockets suckin' up my knees Could somebody help me please? Too much money in these jeans I'm fly as fuck with no wings I'm eatin', fuck the protiens I'm the plug on the weed I'm the plug on the keys Ralo got what you need Ralo got what you want I put all my niggas on We don't talk on the phone You know the feds do you wrong You know I'm plugged with the cartel They just love the way the bar sell Tell Kutt Throat to drop the tape We gon' sell it like the bar sell Ayy Kutt Throat, ayy Kutt Throat nigga Drop that motherfuckin' Plugged In with The Cartel We need that now, we need that motherfucker now Right now We ain't waitin' 'til motherfuckin' December nigga, I ain't waitin' We droppin' this bitch november boy Right now nigga, I don't give a fuck what nan' nigga say nigga Fuck 'em, Ralo, Ralo, Famgoon, yeah Money Man, we don't need no motherfuckin' hook Money talk nigga Bullshit walk a thousand miles fuck nigga You know it