♥♥♥♥♥♥ iffy, uh, blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum it holds fifty, uh
(Scum Gang!)
Pop these ♥♥♥♥♥♥ like a wheelie ♥♥♥♥♥, you a silly ♥♥♥♥♥
In the hood with them Billy ♥♥♥♥♥♥, and them Hoover ♥♥♥♥♥♥
You run up and they shooting ♥♥♥♥♥♥, we ain't hooping ♥♥♥♥♥
No KB, you a loser ♥♥♥♥♥, up that Uzi ♥♥♥♥♥
On the stoop, crills in my draws, your girl on my phone
She wanna ♥♥♥♥ but keep her clothes on, I only want the jaw
Man that's really all I use her for, I kick her out the door
I don't want her, you can keep the ♥♥♥♥♥, she fiendin' for some more
In New York my ♥♥♥♥♥♥ don't Milly Rock, my ♥♥♥♥♥♥ money bop
Blow a case a ♥♥♥♥♥ throwing shots, I run 'em off they block
Quarter milli in the stash box, I grinded for my spot