[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