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