I swear them niggas be tripping I'm big pimping
All up on the OF page of bitches as they are simping
Infatuated with the lavish life my ice glow
And the jewels be right yet my heart is ice cold
Foundation reps when they see me with the thing at the hip
Here to let you know that the bling is legit
Fam riding shotgun like Elmer pop up the trunk
Body smelling in the back he rode around for a month
Big watch faces all I gotta do is stunt
Then it's back to the crib with the swishers and smoking blunts
187 shits can happen where you live
Shell casings on the ground he caught one to the rib
Moved out of a town after that now he doing a bid
Told his little homie he got it need to stay off the grid
Grams tucked into the ones he'll take care of the kids
Certified gangsta shit cuz that's what it is