text: Young Gunna, he came from the South
  But I might pull over in the Zone 6
  We ride with them Glocks and the sticks
  Thuggin with Pablo done got me hood rich
  Forgiato, drop the top off the six
  Margiano, we eat lobster and shrimp
  Them my hours that I pulled me a lick
  Ridin Audis, we aint trading out whips
  You caught me poppin, helpin out with the bitch
  For my dog, niggas know we wouldnt switch
  She suck the balls and my bitch get the clip
  I stack it all, get that money like Mitch
  With the faucet bitch you know Ima drip
  Took many losses, I aint pleading the fifth
  Lot of bosses, we got weed in the air
  Too many choppers, we gon leave the field
  Ridin in an all white Porsche, same color the rerock
  Saint Laurent kicks, ballin like a peacock
  Pull up on your bitch and skeet in her mouth
  Im from the hood, empty Louis pouch
  Rich nigga put a safe under the ground
  Ten choppers, we got a thousand rounds
  Send in that work like its Chinatown
  Fuck and forget her, I send her to lost and found
  The four door coupe, thats an A7 Audi
  Real street nigga, I got stripes like the bear
  Got a plug for the low, he gon send it from Cali
  Old school, I got dope in my Rally
  Fucked that lil bitch just for another addy
  My young nigga wildin out, Nick Cannon
  Zone 6, serve you at Tony Valley 
  Pour up an old nine, fuck a Natty
  Young Gunna, he came from the South
  But I might pull over in the Zone 6
  We ride with them Glocks and the sticks
  Thuggin with Pablo done got me hood rich
  Forgiato, drop the top off the six
  Margiano, we eat lobster and shrimp
  Them my hours that I pulled me a lick
  Ridin Audis, we aint trading out whips
  You caught me poppin, helpin out with the bitch
  For my dog, niggas know we wouldnt switch
  She suck the balls and my bitch get the clip
  I stack it all, get that money like Mitch
  With the faucet bitch you know Ima drip
  Took many losses, I aint pleading the fifth
  Lot of bosses, we got weed in the air
  Too many choppers, we gon leave the field
  Im puttin tax on it, we aint playin fair
  One call away, we gon pull up and get it crackin anywhere
  And we in the streets, we aint seen you there
  Got a new chopper, this bitch roll like a wheelchair
  Fuck on your bitch and she tell me you still care
  These the new 81s, Im coppin every pair
  Pull up and air that bitch out and get out of there
  Im having racks in my skinnies and diamonds yeah
  These niggas broke, aint even having bricks fare
  I be state to state, I keep a safe everywhere
  HoodRich, fuck up a check, I got trap fare
  Runnin with me in the 6, you wouldnt last there
  Homies on every street, young niggas everywhere
  Hit with the shot, got bodies droppin everywhere
  Pull up like secret service, we gon meet you there
  Still on the bullshit, we aint playin fair
  Young Gunna, he came from the South
  But I might pull over in the Zone 6
  We ride with them Glocks and the sticks
  Thuggin with Pablo done got me hood rich
  Forgiato, drop the top off the six
  Margiano, we eat lobster and shrimp
  Them my hours that I pulled me a lick
  Ridin Audis, we aint trading out whips
  You caught me poppin, helpin out with the bitch
  For my dog, niggas know we wouldnt switch
  She suck the balls and my bitch get the clip
  I stack it all, get that money like Mitch
  With the faucet bitch you know Ima drip
  Took many losses, I aint pleading the fifth
  Lot of bosses, we got weed in the air
  Too many choppers, we gon leave the field