[Chorus: Mo3]
[?]
I’m just a young nigga from the partments
I can’t lie, bitch I’m so silant and so heartless
I’m ducking charges, tryna cop a new Farrari
But right now, speading in that brand new Astin Martin
We in the partments
[?] money laundry
Big o’l [?] got it in the glove compartment
I’m from the partments
[?]

[Verse 1: Mo3]
I’m sorry
Big o’l 223, plus a carbin
[?] chopper on me, I won’t [?]
I’m [?]
And I smoke a bitch nigga like [?]
We was starving
Had a Doctor King dream, but I ain’t Martin
Was tryna cop a chain and ring, so we started robbing
I stuff 50 in my jeans, these Robins
They say I ben picking up [?]
I’m probably with your bitch, whiping her face, she [?]
[?] keep big sticks [?]
[?] this new drip, hope you don’t slip
[?]
[Chorus: Mo3]
[?]
I’m just a young nigga from the partments
I can’t lie, bitch I’m so silant and so heartless
I’m ducking charges, tryna cop a new Farrari
But right now, speading in that brand new Astin Martin

We in the partments
[?] money laundry
Big o’l [?] got it in the glove compartment
I’m from the partments
[?]

[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
From them apartments
[?]
[?]
Boosie from them apartments
Yes I am
I was right there [?] got that murder and got slammed
Write his name on our apartment
[?]
You gone, but we hustle on, we strong, nigga
[?] each other
Poloroid pictures of my nigga [?]
In them apartments
[?] my language is too gangsta [?] p*ssy nigga flip and try the gang
We was out the same apartment
Everybody tryna [?]
Niggas trip, [?]
In them apartments
[Chorus: Mo3]
[?]
I’m just a young nigga from the partments
I can’t lie, bitch I’m so silant and so heartless
I’m ducking charges, tryna cop a new Farrari
But right now, speading in that brand new Astin Martin
We in the partments
[?] money laundry
Big o’l [?] got it in the glove compartment
I’m from the partments
[?]