New strain, new blick, new bitch, new fit
Independent with a nigga price, it'll sink ships
Smoke like a Black & Mild, the one with the wood tip
I ain't in the boardroom, bitch, I'm on some hood shit
We'll never tell on him, [0:42]???
Nah, this ain't an old terp, nigga, this a new drop
Wrist cost a fifty piece, chain cost ten blocks
Mailman money, watch a bale get shipped off
Terence Crawford, I could switch and shoot the blick, Southpaw
Ace Bailey baller, got a crib out in Utah
I was in the A, serving Boosie and Tootie raw
We could do it from the shoulders, I'll break a nigga jaw
I could turn a real street nigga to a trap star
Growing up, a nigga kept a bankroll and fast car
They was tryna block me, they was tryna stop me
I'ma go and get a hundred M's, nigga, watch me
I slept on the floor with the mices and insects
I know they hatin', they want me to regress
I took them chances, I ain't got no regrets
Fuck that lil' money, my boy, I'm not impressed
She tryna trap me, but I cannot give in
This shit for life, if you Circle, we locked in
Labels keep calling, they want me to sign it
I'm already good 'cause the streets is behind it
9K outfit, nigga into finance
Told the grower, I'ma get em all, come right back
Say she wanna leave, but I know she coming right back
I don't want the cheap shit, I just want the high bag
NFL money, walkin' 'round with the thigh pads
I'ma blow a bag today, nigga, I'ma pop tags
I ain't finna play, I'm puttin' belt to a opp ass
Weed in the trailer home, feeling like white trash
Pre-roll laced with the kief and the good hash
Smoke down the road, I can get a nigga throat slashed
Mailman droppin' off 'za at the doormat
Puffin on good terps, finna throw a shroom back
Niggas ain't gettin' to the money, they just look like it
That ain't real high grade 'za, it just look like it
Seen a thousand pounds come in, I got excited
I ain't eat nothin' this week, I'm on a rack diet
New strain, new blick, new bitch, new fit
Independent with a nigga price, it'll sink ships
Smoke like a Black & Mild, the one with the wood tip
I ain't in the boardroom, bitch, I'm on some hood shit
We'll never tell on him, [0:42]???
Nah, this ain't an old terp, nigga, this a new drop
Wrist cost a fifty piece, chain cost ten blocks
Mailman money, watch a bale get shipped off
Terence Crawford, I could switch and shoot the blick, Southpaw
Ace Bailey baller, got a crib out in Utah
I was in the A, serving Boosie and Tootie raw
We could do it from the shoulders, I'll break a nigga jaw
I could turn a real street nigga to a trap star
Growing up, a nigga kept a bankroll and fast car
They was tryna block me, they was tryna stop me
I'ma go and get a hundred M's, nigga, watch me
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