423 (Intro)

Quit waitin on them niggas
Move on yo time
We got rollies in rotation
Whole team shine
You sippin quali like its ak
Thassa sad high
Id rather charge it to a fiend
Push it by the line
Bitches waitin in the que
Tryna waste time
Like an independant bitch
Who make me chase mines
Imma stubborn typa nigga
I dont change mind

You a crooked typa nigga
You a straight lie
Got no pity for these niggas
Quick to cut ties
Only loyal to the fam
These my mob ties

-Cant even trust the bank
They make the money lie
Silk sheets, tempur pedic
Where my head lie
Nigga tried to violate
Now he a dead guy
Nigga i am not ghandi
I want eye for eye

Competitive typa nigga
I dont do ties

Fuck breakin even
Tryn' a count millions
No time for narrow minded niggas,
No credit bitches
Keep credentials where i walk
Recognize the glisten
Got a glizzy in her mouth
cll she do is listen
Hate a motor mouth bitch
But they oil always drippin

(Ra..)

Evil hoes always got a coochie
On a mission
Bird brained broads
Too low for my diction
-Maybe antioch niggas
Just assholes
Fuck bitches
Get money
We got cash goals
We gunna shoot this bitch out
Like we waco
Four, two, three
c whip, gassed down
Its a smoke show