 I'm on the aisle with big bitches and big snitches, spittin' that game to the pitch. Got everything you can want, nigga, but ain't givin' shit to a gold digger. And that's all day and all night, and don't give up with the low life. We got booze, enough of you to get buzzed. I drink it anyway, knowin' what this shit does. Why a shotgun can't see straight?