feat. Rukus 100
Bye bye
I drop the top and hit the gas on 'em

Bye bye
I hit the club and throw some cash on 'em business
Bye bye

Cut back my strap, put on my mask when I see you
Bye bye
^!$$%, I see you

Bye bye
Bye bye
I drop the top and hit the gas on 'em

Bye bye
I hit the club and throw some cash on 'em business
Bye bye

Cut back my strap, put on my mask when I see you
Bye bye
^!$$%, I see you

Bye bye
(*##$, she crazy, but no, I can't complain about it
Can't let 'em break me, oh no, can't get no angel body

Ok, then take me, three years, it ain't nothing about it
Prison just $#&@ed up for ^!$$%s who ain't about it
I know why I am in this line up, though

'Cause some street ^!$$%s forget 'bout what they signed up for
You put a #~!!@ in position, it's gonna $#&@ you
And now you're dead broke but you should've wore a rubber

My chopper on the couch, I'm bagging kush up with my mother
And she tell me and my brothers just look out for each other
That %#@! they sticking in their veins back then I didn't understand

You can transport a million, breach the pen, know how you plan
^!$$% on the mile pitching but I don't under hand
I'm throwing eight balls down the middle doing damage

^!$$%s cannot hit me, I call it their foul ball
Head to tails from players, I can win this game without y'all
Bye bye

I drop the top and hit the gas on 'em
Bye bye
I hit the club and throw some cash on 'em business

Bye bye
Cut back my strap, put on my mask when I see you
Bye bye

^!$$%, I see you
Bye bye
Bye bye

I drop the top and hit the gas on 'em
Bye bye
I hit the club and throw some cash on 'em business

Bye bye
Cut back my strap, put on my mask when I see you
Bye bye

^!$$%, I see you
Bye bye
Just smoking on me, I told you

Running laps around these phonies
400 meters relays, the whole block full of herbals
I'm jacking, join the curse with the word, Lord have mercy

The streets got me on three-way with each and every corner
The hood got me on replay and them bad (*##$es be on me
I'm spinning like a DJ and the DA wanna cuff me

My bond high as EBay and my PO acting funny
But if I don't get no leeway I'm 100 miles and running
Momma just got out prison and I just got out the county, too

99% or half of the %#@! they spit ain't of the truth
All these rappers rapping 'bout it but they never been through
All these ^!$$%s chopping now but I ain't seem 'em coming through

Different from what you used to, me and Buck like the juice crew
He in the pen, I'm on probation and it's the test, too
Bet every dime, I'mma gonna handle mine when the rent due

Random test my urine, all my results say I'm getting to
Bye bye
I drop the top and hit the gas on 'em

Bye bye
I hit the club and throw some cash on 'em business
Bye bye

Cut back my strap, put on my mask when I see you
Bye bye
^!$$%, I see you
Bye bye
Bye bye

I drop the top and hit the gas on 'em
Bye bye
I hit the club and throw some cash on 'em business
Bye bye
Cut back my strap, put on my mask when I see you

Bye bye
^!$$%, I see you
Bye bye