Smoking on strong, money long, we reason Probably with my niggas, but my bitch Met bad little broad, she was curvy Sipped out in the of the day I started early Balling in the of the trap, we ain't worried finger up to the judge and I'm smirking Bring your 'cause you know my gang with me the top on the car, let the tints breathe Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, snatching Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson Commas, commas, commas, commas, cashing We fight time and and time and time and time and time
I told my plug "You know what I you when I get on Yeah, uh Two bricks, a triple and a phone So I can make a like I usually do"
Banging my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo Calico like a Uzi do You'll be so hard to when you're Hit up from your arms to your and still bleeding All my children of the corn like Stephen King, I met this broad she was Bitch started twerking them whips start urr-ing Getting since 'Got Money' And if you real you could for me I still my Block Is Hot money I ain't with these pussies like they got something Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping
I my plug "You know what I need From you I get on Two bricks, a triple and a phone So I can make a storm like do"
Bad bitch on my arm my new lil boo Pussy be so warm and it's Juicy on this dick, I got her twat jumping Trampoline with the work, I got the block Vaseline on a brick in the cops coming with the work in her bra for me Wearing and heels 'round the house for me Wearing lingerie and heels the house for me All these bitches try'na chill then out for me with the work, I got the block jumping Got the
We that dirty We that dirty We sipping that We sipping dirty, you know This Gat pointed at nose, nigga vest can't save your soul, no We sipping dirty, yeah We doing them Haven't even from you You left the kids by they They haven't even from you We put your wig on a We unstable, We unstable, Your be afraid of us haven't even heard from you, now they gotta search for you We unstable, It ain't looking too good for you, too for you ungrateful, yeah That's why I label, yeah I gotta for myself, yeah I gotta give to myself, Look at all the shit I you, yeah Look I did for myself I hid from myself I got no ceilings, yeah I ain't got no for them niggas, no I don't want no dealings them niggas, no