Transcript (en)

I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006 All these diamonds dancing on my fucking neck house like for bricks Ain't no way that I be talking on that strap don't make no sense I, chop, chop, mini-man, blah, blah Baby girl, I need that fan cause I'm hot now Broke ass niggas with that plan, they get shot down Just a lonely child who wants someone to help them out Take this pain away, this pain away because my head been running wild Cause I need it So I could become instead of dangerous when you see me These niggas know we quick to let it blow for any reason Kick down your dope, post up on your front porch and we ain't leave We a real road rider, let me get behind her Put this dick inside her, and she just want my title I make her it a perk, fuck her, show that I'm survivor She a hood queen, but her name is Renata