Belt 2 Azz

Ayy, yeah, ain't gon' talk too much on this one, I'm just gon' go straight in

Yeah, racks on me, that n***a cold, that boy too icy

When I put them diamonds on, I feel like Gretzky, ain't nothin' like it

I got these racks up out the mud, n***a, yeah, this shit was pricey

I never tolerated fake, that's why these fuck n****s don't like me

We makin' a livin' off of trappin' bales, n***a, come get like us

I'm in Lil Rock with Dee, he movin' with the fire, this shit get Mighty

Caught a opp lacking, eatin' with his bitch, he had to itis

I'm 165 with a Gen 4, the fuck I look like fightin

I ain't never ran from no n***a, you know that