Intro

(Enrgy made this one)
Ayy, RTB shit

Twenty-seven days, nigga, twenty-seven nights (Yeah)
MAC-11, K's, nigga, 40 got a knife (Okay)

Got this lightskin, she bad, put her on a flight (Yeah)
Said you only wanna hit, I said, "Damn, girl, you right" (Huh?)
And her nigga found out, I told him, "Damn, bro, that's life" (Yeah)
I finessed the whole Target in front of 12, bitch, I'm nice (Yeah)
My shooter from the Mitten, now I'm Charlotte Glenn Rice (Bitch)
I ain't never had shit, now I bought a Benz twice
Why you flexin' on the 'Gram tryna get your likes up? (Why? Yeah)
Yeah, we saw that you snitched, judge had it typed up (Okay)
They put pressure on the diamond, now my chain iced up (Bitch)
I done been through it all, I look at pain like, "What?" (Man)

What else you gon' hit me with?
My nigga good with numbers, scam slide, that's arithmetic (Okay)
Told my nigga leave the hoes alone, I'm a hypocrite (Yeah)
Tryna match a Rollie, you ain't even got a wrist for this
Left my ex and drove thirty minutes, she be quick to piss (Okay)
In the 305, I'm probably chillin' with a different chick (Go)
Real nigga versus rap nigga, it's a difference (It is)
They askin' how much for the fit, I told 'em, "It's a brick"

What's good, bro? Ain't shit, chasin' commas
I could never trust a bitch, yeah, only aces by my wife (Okay)
Why we fightin' in the stores? Girl
This ain't the place for drama (Come on)
White boy hittin' hard in the ring, talkin' Donna (Yeah)
Oops, I meant Dana
Finna catch a PJ with all baddies to Topanga (Uh-huh)
I been fuckin' with the models, but

I'm switchin' to the singer (Uh-huh)
Hellz got that red beam on your head, you in danger (Bitch)
Every time I'm in the A with RTB, then it's a banger (Uh-huh)
Get a couple double R's, we finna bring them bitches out (Come on)
I just got you a bag, girl, what the fuck you trippin' 'bout? (What?)
I ain't talkin' 'bout no spankin'

When we pull them switches out (Uh-huh)
Caught his mans with his pants down at a bitch's house (Stupid)
We been whippin' in the crib, we had to flip the kitchen out (Yeah)
Got a forty with a long nose, Scottie Pippen snout (Damn)
You fuckin' with the wrong hoes, they put your business out (Uh)
Dirty drank got a strong hold, make him spit it out (Uh)
I upped ten on my old hoes, said, "You missin' out" (Go)
I put ten on my old pros and make 'em get it out (Go)
I put rims on my old chrome, bullets hit his mouth (Yeah)
Your BM on my whole phone, make her sit it out (RTB)

Twenty-seven days, nigga, twenty-seven nights
MAC-11, K's, nigga, 40 got a knife

Got this lightskin, she bad, put her on a flight
Said you only wanna hit, I said, "
Damn, girl, you right" (Said you right)
And her nigga found out, I told him
"Damn, bro, that's life" (That's life)
I finessed the whole Target in front of
12, Bitch, I'm nice (Bitch, I'm nice)
My shooter from the Mitten, now I'm Charlotte Glenn Rice (Bitch)
I ain't never had shit, now I bought a Benz twice

RTB, yeah, gang, gang