Free da Ghetto

Aye, I was born in the year of the snake

Grew up thinking trapping was a sport in the sun getting baked

Ditching school I ain't gon lie I was the problem child

Mama know her son gone be star my life wild

Lost my granny 2018, I was kickin doors

Check the files never told you could ask the bros

Can't say no names that's that snitching I can't never fold

Get to geeking off that skunk they be like what he on

My nigga D up in the booth he Givenchy stepping

We could pull up to yo crib let a match a weapon

Niggas talkin like they tough I got the message

Pillow talkin out the neck bitch we giving lessons