Im in that Lamb swervin in that Lamb
Pull up in that mansion, Im tryna fuck you and yo friends
I know a lil bitch that twerk and suck dick for them bands
She ask me, can I cuff her? Lil hoe, I cant be your man Bankroll Got It
A hundred racks on my wrist lil bitch, Im in Visionland
He flexin chains and all that ice and shit, Ima get him in ayy, ayy
Im outside with them naughty Crips, blowin like a fan ayy, ayy
Nigga play and Im gon kill his son, Im with that extra shit
Bitch, I know I get the coochie wet when I hop out the Benz
Still a janky-anky, I still blow up out that Benz
That nigga got erased, we sent that nigga to that man
Hella Glocks when we slide, I shoot some shit, then I repent
A couple opp niggas died, they homie dead, they still aint spin
When the lil homies ride, they face shottin, hittin niggas
Im still ballin like the Mavericks
These pussy niggas hatin, wanna put me in that casket
Four, five, bullets hit that nigga ayy, ayy
Like my niggas shootin missiles
Every time Im on the track, Im always spittin gas
Say if you really bangin that, then we gon smoke yo ass
Get that nigga, follow niggas to the crib, now we got that big stash
Im in that Bentley bitch, you still swervin in that Pontiac
This nigga get back
Hold my pants, steady saggin cause this pistol in my pocket, nigga
It aint shit for me to grab the strap and really go and pop some niggas
Bitch, Im tryna be low-key, Im still puttin niggas six deep
Pop a nigga, now he on that tee
When the enemy slide, I peep it
Bitch, I wake up, get my dick sucked, then pass that hoe to bro
No, Im not fuckin with these bitches, do some shit in front of that hoe
Its high chances he might snitch on you
Bitch, Im really active, through the set, but I aint no big homie B-B-Bankroll Got It
Bitch, I get it crackin, do yo set when I call my lil homies
Bitch, Im getting paid, thats on the dead homies, you niggas not on shit
I could pull up my bitch and now she suckin dick and doin tricks
Keep that .40 on my hip, every time that lil bitch do them splits
When they tried to hit my crib, I up that AK like Im Gucci Mane
Pull up in that Range in all black, I bet I do my thang
That nigga hit that diddy bop, when them bullets hit him from close range
I see these niggas pussy, and how they playin, they need some Gatorade
I put the Cat in fourth, with hella slores and now they ridin with me
Bitch, we at the top, with all the mops, you know we pop niggas
Bitch, you live under a rock, thats on the set, if you aint heard bout me
My last name aint Cannon, but Im Nick, so I be drummin
They try to play me in that dice, I had to shoot him and his cousin
Pulled up on my friend, I might just fuck that nigga mother
Every time I hit these bitches, they always sayin, Im they hubby
I aint playin with these niggas, I up that blower, they actin funny