I be thinkin that I dont need a bitch
Im considerin, the millies
Two girls, my overalls, Im a hillbilly
Loyalty bring royalty, hear ye, hear ye
Yeah, we got drums, ba-dum-bum-bum, hear ye, hear ye
Im at the loft with my son, hear ye, hear ye
Dont make me go and get my gun, hear ye, hear ye
Told my old lady Ima give him a run, hear ye, hear ye
Remember runnin through that alley
Bitch this cat aint a scaredy
Then I ran to a a taxi
All that subbin, they aint @n me
We got hollows for the low nigga
These hoes birds, let em go, nigga 
Wanna find me? Im at steakhouse
And my styrofoam darker than steak sauce
Three banana clip but we aint space chimps
Hit a fuck nigga with that AK Camp
You know this doink smell like A-rab
Im inhalin that get-down-or-lay-down
I be thinkin that I dont need a bitch
Im considerin, the millies
Two girls, my overalls, Im a hillbilly
Loyalty bring royalty, hear ye, hear ye
Yeah, we got drums, ba-dum-bum-bum, hear ye, hear ye
Im at the loft with my son, hear ye, hear ye
Dont make me go and get my gun, hear ye, hear ye
Told my old lady Ima give him a run, hear ye, hear ye
I swear Kay Kay only six 
Already asked for a real whip
She show the muscle, that real strength 
So Im bad with a Glock but I aint Bam Bam
Bitch, I get high and I get by
Hit it from the back, tell her switch sides
I dont say where, I just say bye
All these dead opps, my shit fried
I should go buy some gold spoons 
And put em in the trap for my troops 
Keep this shit a hundred, keep this shit a hooch 
I take hundreds and fifties too 
Im considerin, the millies
Two girls, my overalls, Im a hillbilly
Loyalty bring royalty, hear ye, hear ye
Yeah, we got drums, ba-dum-bum-bum, hear ye, hear ye
Im at the loft with my son, hear ye, hear ye
Dont make me go and get my gun, hear ye, hear ye
Told my old lady Ima give him a run, hear ye, hear ye