Connected (feat. 42 Dugg)

You know them pipes come sealed when you connect 'em, aye (Real talk)

They don't like it, but they respect it

Ten K for breakfast, I like fuckin' up them extras (Bitch)

**** wit' a dick on it (Baow!)

Rap bitch, watch me stick on it (Big Homie, yeah)

Nothin' less than a brick on me

Young ****, but I like fuckin' wit' them eighties

Four pockets full, all these bitches wanna a baby

Dropped outta school, I was too much into money

Shoes never laced, bitch you'll never see me runnin'

Lift that ass up (Yeah)

Bitch, now drop it (Yeah)

Why I'm in the hood? Probably 'cause I'm cocky

Hellcat or a truck, it don't matter, I got options (Skrrt)

Fuck her from the back, she like suckin' dick sloppy

Straight to Amiris, I was never into robbin' (At all)

My **** get the party started without the DJ (Say what?)

We on some gang shit, these nights know how we play (Come on)

She know lil Poody runnin' games, this not EA (Come on)

Record her suckin' dick just to keep it on replay (Shout out)

She gon' do it for the 'Gram, a few likes and a couple views

But she got a twin sister, they bad as fuck,I'm like, which one to choose?

It don't matter however we do it, no wrong or right, how I can lose?

Say I'm living life, fuckin' onsight, when she see these blues

I can tell she wanna fuck by how she lookin'

Prolly pay her rent, the only way to get the pussy

Life been kinda hard, she don't drink, but she do bars

Don't forget your shift tomorrow, might as well hire five

I just blew a million on my momma, not lyin'

Heard she top four, heard the pussy top five

Reach for a chain (Bop!) Shots fired

I don't care that ain't my business, I don't even play wit' ****

We at **** corner store backed in wit' two choppas (Yuh)

You know some **** who gon' spin, I got a few partners (Come on)

I drop the addy just to see what he gon' do 'bout it (Shit)

Yeah, I'm the sickest wit' this shit, go get the flu doctor

I'm fresh outta dog pound and went and copped a new collar (A move)

A million dollar **** won't even shoot a bitch two dollars

But that ain't even it, remember my pockets full wit' lint (Aye)

I'm flexing like I been, I hate to say it, but I'm full of shit (Yuh)

We parked the Audi truck and went and copped a Range Rover (I swear)

Yeah, they two different trucks, I think they got the same motor

The lil bitch hit my line, told her to pull up and she came over (Yuh)

I swear the bitch so dumb she gave me head but left her brain over

He skipped a few counties, that **** hidin', he went MIA

The coupe got no ceilings just like Lil Wayne, but we roll wit' dracs

Aim the Glock for the curry, you think these bitches came from Golden State (Come on)

These steppers, they veterans, gotta make sure that my soldiers straight