[Intro]
(Foley, this two player)

[Interlude]
Yeah, we was chillin', hunnid left me's, in the back house, you know what I mean, summertime
The police run back there, it was a gang of homies, n***as get to breakin', all over the place, right?
I didn't run 'cause I didn't have shit
I go by the back door, the big homie's standin' right there with a gang of weed bagged up
He don't know what to do, I take it and break, pew
The police see me jump over the gate
It was a big-ass bull, massive, that the homie had, he was chasin' the police back over the gate
I get away, phew, they knew it was me, phew
I stuffed the shit, you know what I'm sayin'
And I go high, helicopter out, they didn't find me
I end up losin' my cell phone, come to find out one of the homies found it, he rest in peace now
It was a whole, it was a whole rumble the next day about that shit, you know what I'm sayin'
But, you know, hundred left me's, man