text: You know what I mean? Migo Gang shit
  Flippa
  Slaughter Gang, 21 shit
  You know what I mean?
  Hit a nigga in the head 
  We aint shooting at the legs 
  Back in the day had a trick bike, had a bad bitch on the pegs 
  Some of my niggas bang blue 
  Some of my niggas bang red 
  Some of my niggas bang black 
  All of my niggas keep straps 
  Spend three hundred on a napp 
  They sucking, fuck the whole trap
  Bitch, you know my pockets fat 
  Quavo walking Warren Sapp 
  Takeoff buying only Act 
  You niggas sipping just to act 
  Bought a Bimmer, wrapped it matte 
  Got a shooter, peep hole out the back 
  Never been a minority 
  Take the pot and Chuck Norris it 
  You niggas looking unfortunate 
  Different types of babies like a orphanage 
  I hit my money in the storage
  I hate when I had to go to court and shit 
  You thinking that Im cooking up porridge 
  The way Im whipping up my wrist and shit 
  Damn, this hoe she annoying
  After I fuck her, Im finna get rid of the bitch 
  What type of shit that he on
  Go get the 30 young nigga, go empty the clip 
  Slaughter Gang, Im the king bitch
  Mac 90 with the beam, bitch
  Hi-Tech, you sipping green bitch
  21, hold the pot with my left arm
  Catching plays like Brett Favre
  You a gold fish and Im a fucking shark
  Whip the pot nigga, whip it hard
  AK make a nigga Hit The Quan
  Gas bag like I own the farm
  She blowing on it like she on a horn
  100 round drum and that stick
  Pull up, roll the windows down and I hit
  You cuffing that bitch and she loyal to dick
  Chasing money, I cant lay with no bitch
  Murda Gang, we dont play with the beef
  Put em on a plate and we gonna eat
  Niggas snitching, I put 10 on the Gs
  Margielas, I put rent on my feet
  Niggas pussy, I see through em they weak
  Fuck 12, we keep shit in the streets
  I brought her to the spot that bitch was a freak
  Fucked her on the floor, cant fuck up my sheets
  Offset!
  We really invented you niggas
  The judge tried to sentence a nigga
  Fuck a partner, my .44 my nigga
  Stuck in the pickle, grinding from a nickel
  Trapping in trenches, two bricks in the rental
  Im crazy Im psycho, its bout to get physical
  Run a circle round the plug, thats a pick and roll
  Feds watching so I walk on my tippy toes
  Im rich as bitch, I want in on that lick
  Im not romantic, my bullet gon kiss
  Get in that pot, get the work in your wrist
  I was born with the gift, got the fame and the grip
  Hop in the jet and I take me a trip
  Geeked out on codeine, I sip and I sip
  Jump off the stage, I might jump out the VIP
  Im covered in money, covered like a quimp
  Im smoking on cookie, not smoking on piff
  Dont talk to the police, not giving out tips
  That ain’t that boot, that molly look too clear
  I dont care what you heard, I jump straight in my Lier
  Standing in the kitchen, cooking fish fillet
  Run up my money, I stash me a Wraith
  Dont run up on me nigga, pump your brakes
  I feed you the .223, dinner plate!
  Run up on me nigga, catch a slug
  50 and the 40, I dont use a glove
  You know we got the straps up in the club
  I dont fuck with you, you a dub
  21 Gang, we got weight
  All of my nigga, we straight
  Pull up on a nigga, well take
  Headshot a nigga, leave him in a lake
  Round table with the Migo Gang and the Slaughter Gang, we on break
  Bitch too skinny I dont want her, fuck the bitch, the bitch might break
  I got a hundred round drum on that K
  I keep that bitch with me, you know that bae
  Never let a nigga know where I stay
  Have a nigga staking out where you stay
  I get that cash, I aint got time to play
  Hold up that choppa, this mask on my face
  Shoot out the doulie then pull off in the Wraith
  Curious George, got bananas in Ks
  Pussy niggas turn to preachers like Ma$e
  Finna slide to where I keep me a K
  Juvenile hit a nigga with tre
  On Tenwood, post with that K
  WOO!
  Whipping a brick with a frying pan
  Made a 100k with a broke hand
  Trapping down with the desert eagle
  Actavis all in my 2 liter
  Finessing the plug for a whole thang
  Rollie all white like the cocaine
  I got a freak with a nose ring
  Cut that bitch down like Im 2 Chainz
  Walking around with a 100 thou
  Im actually rich, you just talk about it
  Pull up with choppers and air it out
  I empty the clip in your mama house
  Hit a jug for the work, still serving
  Get rich or die trying like Curtis
  I roll with a brick and she nervous
  Pull out the Wraith when Im flexing on purpose
  I started trapping in first grade
  I put the lean in a lemonade
  I pour a four, got a fever
  Dab school, Im the teacher
  Riding scrap with the nina
  Big balling, no bleachers
  100k for one feature
  Bad bitch, she no keeper