damn right

Smoke good weed with a bad bitch

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

I don't trust nonelook what the 80's did

I'll never be retro like a cool kid

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

My shit was submarine like, under ship

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

But when i knockn

this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Go to college, get a job, marry, have a kid

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

Don't rest your case as a gangsta because you wrestled your bitch

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Writing line after line i never quit, finish the lyrics now its time to spit.

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit