text: Young Gunna keep pimping
  Pull up and Im politicking
  VVSs bitch Im dripping
  Got on my YSL, bitch Im dripping
  Bitch looking fly as hell and dont take pictures
  Nigga get out of line, a nigga hitting
  My bitch is fine as hell but she dont listen
  Thats why I fuck the bitch and then dismiss her
  I want blue cheese only
  I aint rocking no Sauconys
  Gunna gon be the first one to own it
  That shit is out of season I dont want it
  I got my britches, how bout Ferragamo?
  I got some choppers, bouta buy more ammo
  Im tryna catch a nigga, I aint a scammer
  Im in New York and I feel like the panda
  Promise I wont let up
  You a pussy nigga, nigga shut up
  I think these bitches dig it like a shovel
  I got my cheese chip, Im stacking cheddar
  God I made it out the ghetto
  I cannot lie a nigga living better
  That Rover came with two umbrellas
  White and black seats, I call em salt and pepper
  Im a rockstar, Im toting heavy metal
  Hit the gas and press the pedal
  Nigga cant get no service, aint no data
  Ill cop another car, you make me madder
  I could keep getting money, it dont matter
  You dont like what you see then change the channel
  Cause Ima keep popping shit on every camera
  Gunna Gunna with whatever
  Come where Im from, gotta keep a gun nigga
  Cause the young niggas gon ride
  Nigga cant run, nigga you cant hide
  I come from where the young niggas die
  Go get a bond nigga, flip a pot
  Break down that bond nigga, make a lot
  Niggas aint real, niggas never lie
  Your brother get killed nigga, and you gon cry
  You cant get what I got
  I aint no pussy, I aint someone to try
  Nigga cant take the chain or take the watch
  Nigga a ghost of Gunna blow the spot
  See the real in my eyes
  Nigga aint put my pyrex to no side
  Im from a mob filled with ties
  She fuck me cause she like my vibe
  I copped the car then I chopped the top
  She want me raw dog but Im not
  I feel like a star when Im walking out
  I shoot you like Paul Pierce, I got a shot
  You still playing hard, nigga need to stop
  My nigga never seen the drought
  And Troup like a guard living on the south
  I come from where them bodies drop
  Come where Im from, gotta keep a gun nigga
  Cause the young niggas gon ride
  Nigga cant run, nigga you cant hide
  I come from where the young niggas die
  Go get a bond nigga, flip a pot
  Break down that bond nigga, make a lot
  Niggas aint real, niggas never lie
  Your brother get killed nigga, and you gon cry