[Produced by Mr Incredible]
[Verse 1]
Bel Air with the fellas and the bosses of bullsh**
Yeah my life a scary movie, you just Officer Doofy
Slide up on his a** in traffic, then it's off with his coochie
Again my life a motion picture, call it bullsh** the movie
Starring b**hes and gangsters
17 in the clip, one in the chamber
I just bought hella guns cause these goofies is dangerous
Folks with me on the run so right now he nameless
n***as b**hes, straight snitches, saying names, point fingers
Insane, when I'm coming out the cut, point ninas
I remember being 17 in bellys and beamers
Old n***as f**ed up, talking bout they was stealers
I remember triple beams, c**aine, and tina
I remember bad dreams from bad things I've done
On Instagram flexing, now he can't make bond
This sh** don't make sense fam, what the f** they thought
These n***as hustling backwards
We giving busters caskets
My n***as hustle addicts
Dirty money ba*tards
Come from section 8, now I'm straight on TV and sh**
n***as studying the god, tryna be me and sh**
Phone call this n***a's b**h, she got obedient hit
Told my rockaby baby, AG it's a hit
I don't need these n***as b**h, I'm as G as it gets
Your B on my D, D as in dick
Your new b**h old, previous sh**
When my b**h come with me, we gon' leave with a b**h
Po pimpin' imposter
Pistol whip a p**y boy for disrespecting a mobster
C'est la vie, this no fiction
Got your b**h in my iPhone, she a video vixen