Yeah, yeah, Don
Yeah, yeah
I go back to back, keep them pussies out my habitat
Fuck a fight, I ain't Cactus Jack lets have a ladder match
Keep my pipe in my Cadillac, I need my status back
What's the price on the package? My young niggas traffic that
My satisfaction came from trappin' way before a platinum plaque
My homie pull up with that rat-tat-at, you know it sat him flat
That's a fact, my young nigga hit him for a half-a-rack
All he wanted was an onion and a shoutout on the Snap (ha)
I approach your hoe like, "Bitch, lie down on your back" (Bitch, lie down)
When you approach a king you got to bow down to the Mac (bow down to the Mac)
I got a stack of racks that's underneath my mattress flat
Roll a pound up back to back, I grab the seal and crack the Act', bitch
You know my life a movie, every scene be action packed
I fill a Bentley truck with groupies and I make 'em cab it back
I think them crackas tryna scoop me, switch the line, they had it tapped
I ain't havin' that, they tryna intercept my Cali pack
I'm goin' Optimus Prime (transformers), I turn that rock into dimes
Niggas still gettin' murdered so the crime stoppers ain't stoppin' the crimes
Nah, I ain't being nervous, I'm just on point, it's a lot on my mind
Look at my closet and how it's designed (yeah)
I only cop if it's top of the line, bitch
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