What's up cousin?
What's up
Bobby?
What's going on?
It's your little nephew,
Turfy, man.
What is it, boy?
What's going on, family?
There's a lot of shit that needs to be said,
big cousin.
Talk to me, I talk back.
First of all, I'm going to start by just
saying we can't be fucked with her.
And you know it.
Ooh, got all the whole hood
in this motherfucker, man
The whole story, sick with it, nigga
Clip him run nin' this shit, partner
Look out, kid, oyster perpetual
Cushion cut bezel, I'm busy
I ain't even had time to eat
a fortune cookie
Since I signed with
BME, every promoter
And every agency in the industry
been tryin' to book me
Mackin' ass folding, what'd that do?
Sometimes me, always you
Man, you a real -ass nigga, man, you a boss
If I had your hand, I would've
been and cut mine off
A cult followin' hustlers, they love me
Kill a tree and put a rock
in the hospital over me
If you see me up in the
mountains with a lion I am
Iron
Nigga, don't help me,
my nigga help the mountain lion
Chalupas,
Revolut,
Jabra, thousand dollar stacks
Turn a couple of keys into a
couple hundred racks
The main drag, the soil,
the blacktop
The grabber, the
D -spot, we open like ice
got a deal, mate!
Motherfuckers know!
Nigga, this big 40 wider,
The ambassador of the bite, nigga!
Nigga, we start eatin' over here,
motherfucker!
Niggas, we can step your motherfuckin' white up,
nigga!
Look out pimp, hit me on my chirp,
I got that work
Fuck everybody else,
I got myself on my shirt
Better hurry up and come and get em,
we got the lowest rates
I'm telling you pimpin'
cause they goin' like hotcakes
Cops come and spoil it, we flushing
it down the toilet
Throw it in the battery acid
and then destroy it
Pay attention and learn,
while I teach you how to grit and grind
15 -5 all the time
These square ass rappers,
they get a few bucks, then they
Lose contact, get out of touch
with the, with the streets
We stick to the turf like cleats,
off the leash
We thirsty, we hungry, we beast
Look out, watch out,
here come the jump outs
Hide your dope and your anus
And put the weed out
For they beat us and choke us
and take our funds
And shoot us with them taser guns
You niggas'll get your motherfuckin'
head knocked off fuckin' with us, boy
Nigga, we been doin' this shit, nigga
Niggas need to bow the fuck down
and pay homage, nigga
Nigga, been stealin' our shit for years,
40
Niggas afraid to talk around these
motherfuckin' suckers, whoa
The whole enchilada,
the whole taco
Mothafucka, I'm a cop -o
Play with hunnid round drums
Me and my
Uso on
A stingy nigga,
watch every penny that I spend
Go to any hood in the world and fit right in
A young nigga with a old soul
A busy nigga, put the president on hold
Ride dogs, 26 -inch toes,
got the inside of
the lows
Smokin' like broke
Stiles
You can find me in the mall,
buyin' up all the clothes
Or an
ATL in
Club 112, throwin' them bowls
Left and right arms froze
Cold like the ice from the
cooler, just left the jeweler
Rose gold,
Frank
Muller, I smoke big
Grown weed in my garage, po lice roll up,
I got a cannabis crack
Money, power, and respect,
motherfucker
Thought he told you niggas might
We hungry, nigga
We soup with a fork around this bitch,
mate
You know what mean?
Step your motherfuckin' weight up, nigga
Your nigga's pockets is touchin',
motherfucker
This is
Thorn
You're a hater
You're a hater
You're a hater
You're hater
E-40 
