Smoking on strong, long, we don't reason Probably my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian Met bad little broad, she was curvy Sipped out in the middle of the day I started Balling in the of the trap, we ain't worried Middle finger up to the and I'm smirking Bring your squad 'cause you know my with me Drop the top on the car, let the breathe Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, snatching Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Manson Commas, commas, commas, commas, cashing We fight time and and time and time and time and time
I told my "You know what I need From you I get on Yeah, uh Two bricks, a triple and a phone So I can a storm like I usually do"
Banging my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo spit like a Uzi do You'll be so hard to when you're Hit up from arms to your corns and still bleeding All my children of the corn like Stephen King, I met broad she was curvy Bitch started twerking when them whips urr-ing Getting money 'Got Money' And if you real you could for me I still need my Is Hot money I fucking with these pussies like they got something with 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 like usually do"
Bad on my arm that's my new lil boo Pussy be so and it's Juicy Fruit Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat Trampoline with the work, I got the jumping Vaseline on a brick in the cops coming Trafficking with the in her bra for me lingerie and heels 'round the house for me Wearing lingerie and heels 'round the for me All these bitches chill then 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 that dirty, you This Gat at your nose, nigga That vest can't your soul, no We sipping dirty, yeah We them dirty even heard from you You left the kids by self They haven't even heard you We put wig on a shelf We unstable, We unstable, Your be afraid of us They haven't even heard from you, now they search for you We unstable, It ain't looking too good for you, too for you You're ungrateful, 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 what I did for I never hid from I got no ceilings, yeah I ain't got no for them niggas, no I don't want no dealings with niggas, no