Intro

I put my all inside this shit I'm taking chances taking risks

I had to hustle hard 'cus I want diamonds dancing on my wrist

I told her play your part before you get to asking what we is

Too many sticks inside this whip pray my trigger finger don't itch

I fell asleep when rats was crawling in my attic

I ain't really one for talking we just hop out and get active

I fell in love with rubber bands and counting money with a passion

Got my knowledge from my momma and my hustle from my daddy

If a nigga say it's problems then we hop out with the static

Pop out fully automatic get to passing out some caskets

Auto like a taxi driver 'cus he traffic to the masses

Suck me like a pacifier she go slower than molasses