[Intro]
(?)
Uh-uh-uh-uh
(We got London On Da Track)
[Hook]
Woke up with a sack
Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught the challenge
I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
Yeah I see you mugging
That shit there don’t mean nothing
Posted to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
No I ain’t in my feelings
I’m just saying don’t start tripping
When I get to your home I’ll admit it
[Verse 1]
Bout to start tripping baby give me (?)
Watch me start cleaning out this fucking kitchen
Liu Kang baby, I can fucking kick it
Make ya say ya gang bang nigga what you bang?
Nigga you don’t gang bang you ain’t got no stains
20 gang, murder gang
Neighborhood in your face, fuck your gang bitch
Billy with me, F&N hanging out that ceiling with it
Not talking about a tan, he ain’t really with it
Look he can’t survive in that pen if he was sentenced
A nigga better try again if he was fucking with me
[Hook]
Woke up with a sack
Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught the challenge
I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
Yeah I see you mugging
That shit there don’t mean nothing
Posted to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
No I ain’t in my feelings
I’m just saying don’t start tripping
When I get to your home I’ll admit it
[Verse 2]
Talk trap bitches in
Watch your mouth, what we’re doing?
Fuck you mean? How you do that
It’s my house, and I’m (?)
Hundreds kill, woah
Going to kill, yeah
Any nigga, woah
That fucking feel
That fucking with me
Truk feel my truck since that (?)
Still ride with Tuck that’s my dog bitch
Semi’s never tuck, I will draw bitch
As far as I know fuck the law
They do all the killing
And I gotta watch my back cause I got 5 children, yeah
And they get bonds and they get appeals
And that shit can’t be real but I ain’t tripping cause I just
[Hook]
Woke up with a sack
Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught the challenge
I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
Yeah I see you mugging
That shit there don’t mean nothing
Posted to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
No I ain’t in my feelings
I’m just saying don’t start tripping
When I get to your home I’ll admit it
[Outro]
My heart feels so cold, it’s so cold-cold
Get up out my way, get out my way ho
I’ma get that money when I want to
I’ma get that money when I want to
Turn up on ’em
I’ma get that money when I want to
When you run up on ’em
I’ma get that money when I want to
(?) homie
I don’t know you homie, yeah
Low life, low life, low life