[00:00.96]Written by:Rashawnna Guy/Brian Morton[00:01.92]I be that bitch in that all black tinted out el dorado[00:05.69]Ain't nobody ****in' wit me[00:07.22]Dog[00:07.44]It's my chicago[00:08.61]When you see me in the club mean mug your bottle[00:11.49]That's that remy to your face kid gully soprano[00:14.40]Ain't nobody ****in' with the weed like I do[00:17.23]And I'm probably sippin' remy and that hypno too[00:20.19]And I'm kinda tired of hearin' what this bitch gon' do[00:22.78]'Cuz if she poppin' with her fam they can get some too[00:25.64]I know you heard about them bitches[00:27.26]From the gold and gotta **** a sack chaser[00:29.65]Mami got that dro' and butta[00:31.47]Papi hit me for the low[00:32.81]I'm out in philly wit' tutter[00:34.36]Where the sticky be so fine[00:35.80]Make you talk wit' a studda'[00:37.15]Like pusha[00:37.87]Pusha please can I get one mo'[00:39.90]It's four niggas in the breeze[00:41.45]Standin' at my door[00:42.94]I'm like one[00:43.70]Two three reachin' at my four[00:45.66]'Cuz if I sque sque squeeze[00:47.24]Nigga that's how it go, you know