Italy

We was grinding in the gutter now we counting G's

Came from the bottom never copped a plea

Got a stick up in the rarri we gone get em cheesed

I be fucking all deez bitches up in Italy

We was totting on straps now a better me

Came up from the bottom gotta better fee

Never ratted on the homie we some better G's

We be strapped up in a Benz with bout a 100 keys

I just pulled up in a phantom when they doubted me

I be climbing up these racks just like a millipede

Put your homie in a pack you gone remember me