Me

Yea she pretty but I can't let that bitch feel like she got to me

You can put da whole clip in my head if you catch opps wit me

Changed my number, the feds tapped my phone, guess they been watching me

You either do this shit or not my nigga, ain't no probably

One thing about us, we gone find you, we in-front your property

She gone leave you and fuck wit me because you don't fuck her properly

I can't send no hit, his body dropping, sum' I gotta see

That fire in me now, it's burning up, can't get that out of me

I can't drop no bag, his body dropping, that's a sight to see

I heard you did that shit you did and that shit cannot rock wit me

If you my nigga, we split shit in fifty, I vow not to play it at all