[Intro]
I Say, Ouuh
Hurt, what it do?
Ouuh
Hzrd went crazy on that motherfucker
Hmm, Ahh, Hmm, Ahh, Hmm, Ahh, Hmm, Ahh, Hmm Ahh, Hmm Ahh

[Reprise]
Can I have some time all to myself?
Me, I can never be no-one else
Them niggas will never be real as I
Get the drop late night and we step on them
Water diamonds, I’m drippin’, I know you see ‘em
Ben locked down, got a whole hundred grand when I see ‘em (Yeah, Yeah)

[Chorus]
High definition Patek bustin’ on a nigga like a throwaway pistol (like a throwaway pistol)
He ain’t got nothin’ to lose, he gon’ kill on sight, that’s a throwaway nigga (throwaway nigga)
(Skully, Skully)
This for my brothers in the Warzone and in the system
Went and put my face on top that Vlone, I’m too official

[Verse 1]
9-11 need to push for the dream
Caramel linen, that’s a trick for they ass
Shotta shades, whitey bulger my swag
Keep a hit-stick, I got rank and they mad
Spend that money and it’s coming back fast
I ain’t trustin’ nothin’, she wasn’t right so I pass
Pull up, push the button and get these lil’ niggas smashed
(Pull up, push the button) and get these lil’ niggas smashed
She who I claim and she know that she mine
Goin’ hard not for money, my name on the line
When I look in her eye
I see some numerous things in the sky
We done shot at the light and left brains in the ride
I can put that on Shyne, forever I shine
Stay exhausted for mines, stay on top of my grind
This shit that I’m feelin’ right now, it ain’t real
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