[Intro:]
Schwag, four-one-six, bitch!

[Verse 1: Honey Cocaine]
Rack City Bitch, rack rack city bitch
Now put ya´ money where ya´ ass and ya´ titties is
When you get ´em would you please show them idiots
Cause they lazy, we tell ´em get moving bro
So she can fuck with a boss or just move along
I ain´t waiting for a second, that is too long
Ya´ rap zero, swag zero, that is too wrong
Fuck, I´m too gone, gone than a bitch bro
Now that ain´t nothing, hit ya´ crib with a missile
Ya´ jobs a shit hole,now I´m official
Shit I´m surprised that you bitches getting rick wrong
So be smart cause you might cause a war dude
And pussy listen, I ain´t tryna pause a tour dude
But act stupid and I´mma give you your food
You gettin´ fooled by the fucking couture shoes
Right? Mini militia, we the damn queens
We take it all, it´s a love for the damn green, uh
I can´t tell you who my gang seen
The cops looking at us like we just some damn teens

[Verse 2:]
Fuck, ion care for the rules
I´m swimming in the sights, ion share my jewels
Bitch, now you can get the fuck out my school
Ion fuck with a dude if he ain´t got the fuel
Pardon my language, ya´ say ya´ shouldn´t swear bro
I´m like fuck it, why you acting like a square fo´
Cousin Charley, he the gold peter pan yo´
Talk shit, I wouldn´t dare if he´s a scared bro
You a busy broad, hatin´ on my fans kid
I tell ya´ boyfriend, make me a sandwich
Shawty, me and the crew reaching planets
Tell me you don´t know who ya´ man wit´
Damn it