(Enrgy made this one)

I'ma tell the doc', "I need a pint, not a eight" (Yeah)

I'ma tell the doc', "I need a pint and a eight"

These Track. 2's same size as some skates

Boy, the tag on your pants, it was only one eighty

Turn my back to a nigga, I know a rock won't graze me

The shit that make you lil' niggas happy won't phase me

I'ma bring a Lamb' to my hood, call it Navy

I really like Amiris with the bandana patches

Couple feet from the beach, I might go and find Patrick

Five star meals, most of this, you never had it

Five star meals, all this, you'll never have it

Seventy fivе hundred if a nigga want a verse

It won't еven take that just to get a nigga hurt

We all know what's going on, you a bitch, get a skirt

This a thousand dollar cup, I just sip it through the verse

We gon' park around the corner then walk up to the target

Walk a nigga down then go shoot up the party

I'll break a bitch heart then never tell her sorry

I got more pints then that nigga at the pharmy

My gun can't fit nowhere, I'm Palm Angels

Her friend wanna fuck too and I'm thankful

You try something for my chain, I'll paint you

FN hit right him right up close, then I shank you

You the type to go and hang with a bona fide rat

Get a nigga dunked on like Bonafide back

I know he a character, all that nigga do is cap

This a Off-White rug, do not step on the mat

I think I'm Omar, I got all this drank on me

I eat like a king, you be busy getting Coney

Turn around fade-away, all swish like Kobe

Hopped out with the Drac' with the rockabye on it

Hopped out with the

Yeah, hopped out with the Drac' with the rocka-fire on it

I can, mm, mm, mm, mm, 'cause I'm on, I can

I can, mm, mm, 'cause we on it

Still do what want

Doing, doing what we want in the hood 'cause we own it