Loose Lips Sink Ships

I'm ridin through the back streets

It ain't hard to bounce back, when I say I'm sellin crack, I mean it's crack weed

I got a three fifty seven in my pocket and it's attacks people

I feel like Tony lately all I wanna do is just whack people

He pulled up in a hellcat and left in something that carry's back people

That's a ambulance, she just let me fuck right off my handsomeness

Picture this, I really got rich off of cannabis

I ain't got no fuckin handout, but Ima hand em this

Listen bitch I really got cash and abundance

Eat the curb in a foreign car and I'm like fuck it

If you did, it don't matter, cause you ride in a bucket

Twenty-twenty two me and the homies still playing on Summit