text: Eyes bloodshot, Im smokin moonrock
  You gon suck this dick until your jaws lock 
  If it aint bout a bag, then my call drop 
  I put my baby mama on call block 
  Ten gold chains like Im King Tut
  Back-ends and deposits, I got paper cuts 
  Im countin up a hunnid, get my dick sucked 
  By a ratchet ass stripper with a fake butt 
  I can sell crack and I can rap too 
  When I buy a Gucci shirt, I get the hat too 
  Im just another nigga out the trap, foo
  Bought that bitch a purse so she can hold my MAC, foo
  Cruisin down the street in my Phantom Ghost 
  Baby mama trippin, so I slapped the hoe 
  Went to the park to go and sell a deuce 
  Pussy nigga tried me so I start shootin 
  Blue lights behind me, damn, who can it be? 
  Woo, woo, the cal county PD
  You Instagram gangsters, yall are not hard 
  Them Zone 6 niggas love pullin cards
  Red flag tied round my extendo
  I was fifteen pullin kick-doors
  When I was thirteen, I took a nigga Nintendo
  I used to skip school and smoke indo 
  Broke ass niggas smokin F pack
  If I pull that chopper, you gon have a heart attack
  All these fuckin shows, got my pockets fat 
  I keep one in the head, it aint no cockin back
  Slaughter Gang, killin like Sons of Anarchy
  Your main bitch, she gon suck the skin off me 
  Im so fuckin fresh it aint no lint on me
  I bought a foreign and it screamin put some tint on me