Smoking on strong, money long, we don't Probably my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian Met bad little broad, she was curvy out in the middle of the day I started early Balling in the of the trap, we ain't worried Middle up to the judge and I'm smirking Bring your squad 'cause you my gang with me Drop the top on the car, let the tints Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, snatching Michael Myers, Norman Bates, 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 be so hard to identify when you're Hit up from your arms to your corns and still All my niggas of the corn like Stephen King, I met this she was curvy Bitch started twerking when them whips start money since 'Got Money' And if you you could vouch for me I still my Block Is Hot money I ain't fucking these pussies like they got something Trampoline with the work, I got the block
I told my "You know what I need you when I get on Two bricks, a triple and a phone So I can make a storm like 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 Wearing and heels 'round the house for me Wearing lingerie and 'round the house for me All these bitches try'na chill then out for me Trampoline with the work, I got the jumping Got the
We sipping that We that dirty We sipping dirty We that dirty, you know 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 by they self They haven't even from you We put wig on a shelf We unstable, We unstable, Your mama be of us They haven't heard from you, now they gotta search for you We unstable, It looking too good for you, too good for you You're ungrateful, why I switched label, yeah I gotta live for myself, I give to myself, yeah at all the shit I gave you, yeah Look I did for myself I never hid myself I ain't got no ceilings, I ain't got no feelings for niggas, no I don't want no with them niggas, no