Wrong Turn

I just made the wrong turn now I'm pulling up on Cassil

Niggas washed up no pape shit be tragic

I can't dickride these lame niggas it be madness

I can bust a couple grams down, break the plastic

Stretching out my money, incredible it be elastic

If you gone hop on that road is you gone panic

Stack or starve the money coming I'm a glad man

Pints coming in, bloody getting fat

My bitch getting mad, I said we too attached

You ain't never had to chop a brick, nigga cut the cap

Hate these lame outta towners, wit yo jeffin' ass