text: Theyre tryin to run off with my drip
  Im tryin to send a couple pounds to my bitch 
  Uh, I try to play Mr. Nice Guy
  But fuck my other plug, Im hoppin the fence 
  I got my weight up 
  Im in this bitch, Im doing push-ups like 50 
  I got on a bandana like 2Pac 
  And going, going back to Cali like Biggie 
  Ive got them bows for the low 
  They pull up and shop at the store 
  Stand on his hill, thats a .40 
  Uh, and when that bitch up, its gonna blow 
  My lil bitch put my Glock in her name 
  My lil bitch dont be talkin to lames 
  I be like, Babe, get me an addy 
  My bitch put the box in her name 
  My bitch gon give me another one 
  Matter fact, get two more, bring my brother one 
  And we in a house on the hill 
  Im tryin to save up to get another one 
  We bout whatever, you know that 
  The pack came on Thursday, no throwback 
  Fuck all that talkin, for sure that 
  Im in this bitch boppin like Kodak 
  Check my Rollie, make em dizzy 
  Bitches on me, Pretty Ricky 
  Take your ho and bring her with me 
  She suck my dick, she left a hickey 
  Im boppin, sprintin like Im Diddy 
  My feet dont touch the ground, Im floatin 
  Im the type to hurt your feelings 
  Take your bitch and bust her open 
  Theyre tryin to run off with my drip
  Im tryin to send a couple pounds to my bitch now 
  I try to play Mr. Nice Guy
  But fuck my other plug, Im hoppin the fence 
  Uh, I got my weight up 
  Im in this bitch, Im doing push-ups like 50 
  I got on a bandana like 2Pac 
  And going, going back to Cali like Biggie, huh