[Intro]
Frank got the pack
Ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
Yeah I'm up bitch, I'm stuck here, I ain't never tryna come down
Mask up in brought day, we spin 'til the sundown
Real niggas don't fuck with you (No), now you running with bums
Used to bring them birds in, now you bringing in crumbs (Goofie)
Like I played in a band, bitch, I'm real familiar with drums
In the trenches get your ass wacked, give it up or you done
Singles all in the trash bag, I ain't counting no ones (No)
Top down in my city, nigga, throw it up for fun (Skrrt, skrrt)
[Verse 1]
Green beam with extensions, run up on me I drop 'em (Rrraa)
See 'em on me I spot 'em, don't ask me who shot 'em (No)
Throwing up for my set, M.O.B what's poppin' (Yeah)
I'm insane I'm mobbin', big homie I got 'em (Gang)
280 what's good, Harlem where we with it (Harlem)
23rd let's get it, niggas know I'm with it
And they know I bring that bag, and I break it down and split it (Cash)
Why you hide your bitch? Never mind I get it
Number one in my city, still one eyed Willie
Tell niggas get with me (Um), niggas know I get busy (Um)
Block jump and it's litty, and this zip cost six-fifty
I fell asleep on her titties, man, this watch over two-sixty (Gang)
[Chorus]
Yeah I'm up, bitch, I'm stuck here, I ain't never tryna come down
Mask up in brought day, we spin 'til the sundown
Real niggas don't fuck with you (No), now you running with bums
Used to bring them birds in, now you bringing in crumbs
Like I played in a band, bitch, I'm real familiar with drums
In the trenches get your ass wacked, give it up or you done (Goofie)
Singles all in the trash bag, I ain't counting no ones (No)
Top down in my city, nigga, throw it up for fun (Ayy)
[Verse 2]
LB, what's good? Marty Beans, what up?
Slick P, what's movin'? [?] you know it's stuck (Gang)
Yay Yay, what's poppin'? KG, be easy (Ayy)
In the cut with guns, I ain't talkin' 'bout heater
Don P and TY, why you had to leave us?
Every day I see why they gone when I see 'em
[?] be smooth, Ray Ray, that's foolie
Pillow or the shoestring, take out the [?]
Reese Money, my nigga, roll one up with ya (Gang)
[?], don't slip, nigga, they'll get ya (Ayy)
12:22 a hooligan, niggas get the picture (Harlem)
Death before dishonor, I got love for all my niggas (Gang, gang)