Smoking on strong, money long, we reason Probably with my niggas, but my Polynesian Met this bad little broad, she was Sipped out in the of the day I started early Balling in the of the trap, we ain't worried Middle finger up to the and I'm smirking Bring your squad 'cause you 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 time and time and time and and time
I my plug "You know what I need From you I get on Yeah, uh Two bricks, a beam and a phone So I can make a storm I usually do"
Banging with my friends, nigga Soo-woo Calico like a Uzi do You'll be so hard to identify you're Hit up from your arms to your corns and still All my niggas children of the like Stephen King, I met this she was curvy Bitch started when them whips start urr-ing Getting money 'Got Money' And if you real you vouch for me I still need my Is Hot money I ain't fucking with pussies like they got something with the work, I got the block jumping
I my plug "You know what I need you when I get on Two bricks, a triple and a phone So I can a storm like usually do"
Bad bitch on my arm my new lil boo Pussy be so warm and Juicy Fruit Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat with the work, I got the block jumping Vaseline on a brick in case the cops Trafficking with the in her bra for me lingerie and heels 'round the house for me Wearing lingerie and 'round the house for me All these bitches try'na then thaw out for me Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping Got the
We that dirty We sipping that We sipping that We that dirty, you know This Gat pointed at your nose, That vest can't save soul, no We sipping dirty, yeah We doing them Haven't even heard you You left the kids by self They haven't even from you We put wig on a shelf We unstable, We unstable, mama be afraid of us They 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 switched label, I gotta live for myself, I give to myself, yeah at all the shit I gave you, yeah Look what I did for I hid from myself I ain't got no ceilings, I got no feelings for them niggas, no I don't want no dealings them niggas, no