VERSE 1... (Snake Hollywood)

I was on the block doin circles in the Benz

Pyrex pot, glass thick as Urkel's lens

Textin my connect Im finna see u for that work

Trappin out the 'jects, we had the pheans goin berzerk

I ain't never met a problem that a Ruger couldn't solve

Shots wizzin through, penmanship sentence u to God

Money on my mind, money in the linens of my pockets

Flippin product niggas dying to make these profits (out here)

I know some niggas that'll hit u for a couple hunnid

& hoes swallow so much nut u gotta pump their stomachs

I seen guns jam & explode... in the hands of the man that was tryna unload it

I breeze through & floss wit fly b@!ches
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