I feel my nut sacs loadin' up
Get off the freeway at broadway with saccage like a muthafucka
Gots to parlay, i was off that alize like everyday
I was on stuck, hoes ain't shit
So i fucked that bitch in the back of the cut and got the fuck up
Saw my nigga phonk beta, picked him up
He had a fat sac of bomb and a blunt, i was like 'roll it up'
Now i'm twisted, with a pit's grip on the alize
And two miles away from a top notch i met the other day
Groom yourself, i'm on my way over
In my brother's cocaine white nova
Shift kit, high rise intake, man, a 4-3-50 motor
Now you know this wasn't no bitch
She had a nigga nuttin' quick and she could suck a good dick
I was all up in it, situation was faulty
Had to report back to the captain, and she told him she never saw me
No matter what you saw about that hoe
She said 'meet me at the mo-mo' and she told you she didn't go