Charged Up EBK Young Joc

[Intro]
(She ain't talking butt, she just out here on some thot shit)
(Bye Felisha, I ain't got time for that nonsense)
(My slime wanna' up, I pass the blick he kill him (?))
(Stretcher pick em' up, F&N overdosed him with some hot shit)
(Got it out the mud with my thug, now we up and they can't stop it)
(I just might hit the road with yo' bitch cause I got options)
(Better watch my cup, reach for my lean pick yo' coffin)

[Verse]
I been on the road nigga (On road)
I don't like square, bitches need a gold digger
So em' drop when I-, after show hit em' (Pah pah pah pah)
Every city that we touch we got pole with us
But you know that
Niggas broke ran out of monеy, they posting throwbacks
Shooter with me, ugly nigga look likе Kodak
Tryna' drop a brick, my bitch said "Don't you pour that" (Don't you do it)
Ain't this bout' a bitch ran out of za, where the dope at? (Fuck)
I'll leave a nigga flat like a door mat (Ha ha)
She told me "Jocy eat the-", I said "No ma'am" (No, what the fuck)
My uncle still selling white, Lindsey Lohan
The OG's can't tell me shit, I'm a grown man (Can't tell me nun)
Baby bottle pop, aye you tryna' throw in
If ain't no hoes in the function, I won't go in
Them niggas up no matter what, bitch we gon' win
Yep, let me tell you something
Brodie said some- shhh, brodie got the scaley jumping (What?)
Bitches and bottles come get litty, got the telly jumping (Come pull up)
High ass fuck, boy I don't remember yo' name (I don't remember)
Air Force 1's Nike call em' cocaine (K 1's)
I got gas everywhere this that propane (I got cash)
Turnt, I could fuck a bitch off my bro name (What the fuck)
I ain't cuffing on no thot, cause you hoes lame (Bitch)
Big body yelling move, it hog the whole lane (Skrtt)
Bust down but lil brodie and nem' cop plain jane (They copped plain janes)
Ride for you, you ride for me we from the same gang (From the same gang)
60K, add it up that's just in every chain
Plus my drip be on stupid I don't need a stylist (I don't need em')
Think he hard, ho it's nothing to shoot the demon out em'
(I shoot it out him)
Running laps around these niggas, left a ring around em' (Ring of laps)
At 13 we was running up into people houses
I see lean and pee lean, bitch I'm sleeping ounces
Bro a reaper but he cool, so don't bring it out em' (Don't bring em' up)
That nigga broke in his feelings, he just upped a thousand (How the fuck?)
Bitch I come from poverty and them public housings (I'm from poverty)
I was a kid when I seen a body and just walked around it (Around it)