SRTs For The Gang lyrics

[Verse]
n*ggas get shot playin' rough and tough
Kicked her out the Coupé 'cause she scuffed the Buffs
n*ggas over there, they ain't have no love for us
My n*ggas over here, man, they love to bust
Freaky b*tch, she talkin' to me sexual (Yeah)
Thirty round will turn her to a vegetable (Ooh)
If I'm proud of you, I put you in some Prada (Ooh)
Window down, all them cops smell this ZaZa (Ooh)
I got money, I got bail, I ain't frail, n*gga (Ooh)
Put a thousand dollars in a wishin' well, n*gga (Ooh)
Me and her, Margiela on the jet too (Ooh)
Bad b*tch, she got ass, pus*y wet too (Ooh)
She don't wanna f*ck with no rap n*ggas (Ooh)
Thank God I'm a CEO, I'm really rich (Ooh)
Shе don't wanna f*ck with no lame n*ggas
She met Twеnty and she really heard we killin' sh*t
She gon' do anything that Twenty say
I need like two hundred in like twenty days
Ain't a sprinter, but she takin' down my crates
Lil' homie got smoked, he was playin' spades

[Chorus]
Bottegas on, I can't see the shade