​af2 [acoustic]

[Intro]
I'm in Milan right now
My bitch so Gucci down, and I’m so Louis down
I'm so Prada down. Yeah
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 1]
One thing about bro
He ain't no hoe
Hit you in your nose
You ain’t got no hope
Run me my dough, fucking slowpoke
Caught a lil foe, get his ass mowed
Take apart that scope
Bitch I had to get in my mode
Bitch I had to zip up that coat
Bitch I had to buy a $300 coat
Bitch it's them choppas that's getting him known
Bullets gonna hit еm, you ain't even know
Bullets gonna hit еm, he looked at the O
Bullets don't care if he young or he old
Soft ass nigga
Nigga stop lying to yourself, know you ain't no boss ass nigga
Nigga stop talking that cap, yeah he really just a talk ass nigga
Bullets gonna offer that nigga
Yeah bullets go off on that nigga
Bullets gonna off that nigga
Bullets gonna spark that nigga
We might just hawk that nigga
We might just hunt that nigga
Bullets gonna haunt that nigga
Bullets gonna get whatever they want with that nigga
Bullets if they want they gonna have fun with that nigga
Really I don't want to even have fun with that bitch
She did me dirty I don't even care about that bitch
I’m just gonna get to the money don’t care about the bitch
I'ma just get to some money, I just want the riches
Bullets gonna rip apart your gizzards
Stick, feel like a wizard
Wrist, feel like a blizzard