Know whats happenin 
Beezy, baby 
Sosa, baby 
Doe, Doe, Doe, Doe 
Doe, Doe, Doe, Doe 
Lets go
Young rich nigga keep a pole tucked 
Im icy than a fuck but I never froze up 
Hatin in the club, mad they bitches chose us 
Thats your main ho but that aint what she told us 
Said you gon blow who? You gon blow what? 
Thought I was a ho and then you woke up 
Im just like my money, I cant fold up 
Fuck shootin out the car, we gon get closer 
My ice shinin you bettеr not take a step closer 
Trеat that lil bitch like my main but I wont post her 
Im on Nose Avenue, thats where I post up 
Big birds, bitch, Im a vulture 
I think Doe Beezy a ho, you must be coked up 
Get you whacked with my feet kicked up, bitch, Im Sosa 
Youngin got the block hot, he popped out with that toaster 
On your block in all-black but he aint throwin folks up 
Run the game, see em 
Wouldnt wanna be him 
Money famous, bitches, groupies, it go down in my DM 
All that talkin on the Gram got laid down cause of DM 
Spray from AM to the PM, prolly kill a nigga B.M. 
Everybody get it, dont care who was there 
Computer thuggin til we spin him like computer chairs 
I cant trust a soul, I dont know wholl tell 
My niggas demons, give no fuck, they gon be cool in here 
Young rich nigga keep a pole tucked 
Im icy than a fuck but I never froze up 
Hatin in the club, mad they bitches chose us 
Thats your main ho but that aint what she told us 
Said you gon blow who? You gon blow what? 
Thought I was a ho and then you woke up 
Im just like my money, I cant fold up 
Fuck shootin out the car, we gon get closer 
I dont love bitches 
I love poles 
Gon try to fan 
Get your ass blowed 
Clean ass nigga 
Dirty ass hoes 
A dirty ass stick, thats a dirty ass pole
Game up a nigga on a dirty ass floor 
Crackhead steady knockin , on a dirty ass door 
She talkin down on me with some dirty ass toes 
Nigga pay up fore your mouth be foreclosed 
Woke up, marble floors 
Eight double doors 
Pay a booster nigga up like some stolen clothes 
Double-barrel shotty, thats a double dose 
Big ass strap in my pants like Girbauds 
Fly black crows, sellin white dope 
Sellin tan crack , everything must go 
Neck, North Pole 
But I aint never froze 
Lava in the gun, thats a volcano 
Young rich nigga keep a pole tucked 
Im icy than a fuck but I never froze up 
Hatin in the club, mad they bitches chose us 
Thats your main ho but that aint what she told us 
Said you gon blow who? You gon blow what? 
Thought I was a ho and then you woke up 
Im just like my money, I cant fold up 
Fuck shootin out the car, we gon get closer 
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Bang, bang
Bang, bang, bang