Sober for a sec, bent so I write easier That weapon make a peppermint out of that white tee If you coming, then godspeed to you, you sonning me, don't speak to me crooked I'm stuntin, look at me ma, it's no handouts Sweaty want the dumb cash I'm done with the bus riding She made the mistake for thinking he gave a f** 'bout her Tell 'em duck down or get drug out the backdoor Flow got the mouth doing duties like the Task Force Doobie and a pa**port, standing where the path forks Quick to grab your b**h's wrist and get the sh** I asked for Wang trashy as b**hes in smooth garments We switching through lanes, handling business on my side of the line Where they ain't having it, and all that sweet talk is cheap And n***as ain't talking, that's regardless what the docket read Stop and stare, it's really him, fresh from out the piggy pen If I die tonight, then tell my mom I was a pretty b**h n***a