Unreleased lyrics

I already decided b*tch that I don’t need no side kick
Pull up profiling, Pull up pro style b*tch
Everytime I see her she look like she ain’t gon ever forget
Pull up with a torch lit, these rappers can’t afford sh*t
[?] pull off [?]
We laugh until we finish b*tch
Hoes getting intimate, they [?]
Pull up to my crib, whole pad fully furnished b*tch
And I got some extra sh*t, a piece that’s so articulate
Shawty came thru asking how you make the ice like this
Her n*ggas roll skimpy spliffs, I roll one [?]
Ice castle magic leave your b*tch in here you
All these rappers wack, don’t care about features only my own sh*t
I only own my own sh*t and all my sh*t only b*tch
Pull up to my section, watch the smoke replace the air in there
Why he let his girl in here? [?]
Dumped his ass 30 minutes later, then we duck and dip
Better tuck your b*tch before I make her duck and lick
They so sick of me, she so sick of me
She said how dare you fly [?], pass that blunt to me
Sike I better not b*tch, I pass that to my [?] team
Im smoking on some big blunts that are just for me
Nah I ain't ever gave no f*ck about the other team
You see Hollow Squad The Coffin Fleet [?]
I pull up doing 100 to who ever like enemy
b*tch