Basic Instinct (feat. G Perico)

Late night **** at the Shell deep

Bird out gang signs to the pale beast

Big guns long clips and they well greased

Black woman on my twenty dollar bill crease

Head shot, man down in the ville sheesh

Enemies M.C.'s will get swiss cheese

Double back 10 minutes made a big scene

Bullets start flying by a **** that's a sick breeze

While I'm here take a pic, please

You know legends die young, rest in peace Prince and Pimp C

From the block to the big leagues

Self made millionaire, white America ain't pimp me

Don't tell me that it's skin deep

Don't tell me that I'm tripping

Only listening to my instincts

Step back for the increase

Hussle ain't got it mapped out, dough the feeling

Late night **** on 109th deep

Choppers out 'case a **** tryna come creep

Bitch tripping 'cause I'm always in the streets

Bag of money in the beemer on the back seat

Bitch, you getting paid or you playing

Broke ass **** always running round hating

See an unknown face, where you from

Is you banging, heard your name before

You that **** making statements

So way out got gang of **** is the cut pointing red dots

Lil' skinny ass **** calling all the shots

They said the snitches tryna get a **** knocked off

Fuck all cops to a million dollar spot when I slide off

Chuck the deuce in the G when I ride off

All luxury shit for a young boss