Yeah 
Uh huh 
485, 600 shit man
Lets do it
Dotarachi
Edai
What up? 
Let go
Im runnin shit, my gunll spit
100 clips, 600 shit
Im Dotarachi, bitch Im Dotarachi
Let me get myself together fore the paparazzi
Im goin hard, Im ballin out
Im Debo to these lil niggas, stomp em out
Im posted up, cant guard me man
Off loud, sleep walkin like a zombie man
OG need a crib, my bitch need a rack
Now Im in the trap, tryna make it back
My shooters got shooters, for real doe
District Hustlaz on top hoe, 
My nigga Edai got the Eagle so you better chill
Its rainin bullets outside hoe its been a drill
They say the boys dissin, but nobody know em
Who the fuck is you? Just a fucking stupid
No Ls, I get chauffeured in a fucking coupe
Sneak dissin thatll get you on the local news
I got some killas over east wholl kill a nigga
Call me Mr. No Hands, I dont feel you niggas
Out here on the block, each and every day
Drillin with the guys, out here gettin paid
OG need a crib, my bitch need a rack
Now Im in the trap, tryna make it back
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Bitch I hustle hard, bitch I hustle hard
Trappin off my spot bitch
Defense runnin no options
30 off in my pocket
Its too fast know that we droppin
Gettin these niggas like coffins
Smokin loud no coughin
Drillin hard no options
Got yo bitch her pussy she poppin
485 we shoppin
100 thousand in our wallets
Tryna to stain us? Stop it
Tell broski, pussy he pop em
We drilled out them drills though
Blue dolphin popped pills too
Big 30 them drills do
Fuck around and get killed too
Sippin lean, Im off that
Drinkin syrup my cough bad
600 you big dummies
Tell broski nem to get off that
Polo shoes, Polo golf hat
True Religion they cause bands
You fuck around with the fuckin rounds
You fuck around and get popped then
Out here on the block, each and every day
Drillin with the guys, out here gettin paid
OG need a crib, my bitch need a rack
Now Im in the trap, tryna make it back
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Bitch I hustle hard, bitch I hustle hard
Pelle Pelle on my back man
These bitches know when I come around
When its goin down, its goin down
Like show and tell, we showin now
She go around, she go around
She with the team, she goin down
Smokin loud, Im on the pounds
Tell broski nem let off rounds
Im in the hood, these niggas know
Aint never seen you over here before
And Z-Bro my hit for low
He with me, then hell blow
Chief Keef on this beat
Tell em niggas to get beef
You fuck wit me, you fuck wit me
My niggasll put you 6 feet
D-E-E-P, no contacts you see me
Just 17 and my name ding
Man its a drill bitch ding ding
He get shot, in his face
Now this life, my 6 take
Bitch made, he get played
We poked him and I get paid
Out here on the block, each and every day
Drillin with the guys, out here gettin paid
OG need a crib, my bitch need a rack
Now Im in the trap, tryna make it back
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Bitch I hustle hard, bitch I hustle hard