BLOODY AIRFORCE 1'$ lyrics

[Verse]
I got cargos with the crease
I got hoes on my D
Two step with the heat
Why you n*ggas envy me?
You know that I'm [?]
You know that I'm smoked out
You can't smoke my backwood
You can get smoked out
You a lil' f*ckin' hoe
All my n*ggas ten toes
Bury yo f*ckin' grave
All you n*ggas might fold
Ay, yuh
She just might f*ck on the regular, aye
She just might go call my cellular, aye
None of you boys is competitors, aye
You could get shot, yuh, yuh