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 middle of the day I started Balling in the middle of the trap, we ain't finger up to the judge and I'm smirking Bring your squad 'cause you know my gang me Drop the top on the car, let the tints Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Commas, commas, commas, commas, cashing We fight time and time and time and and time 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 a storm like I usually do"
Banging with my friends, nigga Soo-woo Calico spit a Uzi do You'll be so hard to identify when Hit up from your arms to your corns and bleeding All my niggas children of the like Stephen King, I met broad she was curvy started twerking when them whips start urr-ing Getting money since 'Got And if you you could vouch for me I need my Block Is Hot money I ain't fucking with pussies like they got something Trampoline with the work, I got the block
I told my plug "You know what I 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 and it's Juicy Fruit Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping Vaseline on a in case the cops coming with the work in her bra for me Wearing and heels 'round the house for me Wearing and heels 'round the house for me All bitches try'na chill then thaw out for me with the work, I got the block jumping Got the
We sipping that We sipping that We that dirty We that dirty, you know This Gat at your nose, nigga vest can't save your soul, no We sipping dirty, yeah We doing them even heard from you You the kids by they self They haven't heard from you We put your wig on a We unstable, We unstable, Your mama be 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 You're ungrateful, That's why I switched label, I gotta live for myself, I give to myself, yeah Look at all the shit I gave you, Look I did for myself I never hid myself I ain't got no ceilings, I got no feelings for them niggas, no I don't want no dealings them niggas, no