Double S, never baby and Scott Storch in a dropped Porsche That new shit, it out
My neck on bling, wrist on on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel When it come to hustling, got to get it how you And I'm on the up, so motherfuck how you feel?
My neck on bling, on chill Standing on the corner steady, to make 'em kneel When it come to hustling, got to get it how you And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you
My on frost, ears on froze at the club while hoes slide down the pole Rolling with the g's and the and the souls With two bitches on my arms, thousand dollar clothes
Looking of stunning, so the cameras on flick Ain't no motherfuckers out that can do it like this On top of my game and when a all fall I'ma be smiling, revealing my grill from Wall
Shake it for me bitch, let me see you get Let me see you sipping on some shit that's 80 Let me see if let you get up in the Lac Bend so I can see how I'ma hit it from the back
Hustle wit the but I'm better wit the keys And I'm clubbin' wit the pees, I get wit the fees I'm on the hustle, so don't ask why I succeed I got flows, I got dro, I got you need
My on bling, wrist on chill Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em it come to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you
My neck on bling, wrist on Standing on the steady, trying to make 'em kneel it come to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the come up, so how you feel?
Tires on shine, on gloss it come to mobbing, I'ma motherfucking boss I stay paper, behind the mic and on the tipping I stingy wit the dust, the whole crew ride slick
Think you shitting on the T, I doubt that My flow make your booty move like a house track 'em at the party screaming, Get the doe, get the doe And if I ever go broke, I guarantee to back
If beats was like a tipper, my flow would play the cane Got shit to make you float off the floor like Blaine You rich because I spit it to the drums And I circle with some guns, out purple out my lungs
I pimp and a bitch, I don't need to buy her Lacs I be on the move, paid pushing Cadillacs in my raps, if I don't make a quarter back I eight balls to my homies on the corners like quarterbacks
My on bling, wrist on chill Standing on the corner steady, trying to 'em kneel it come to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the up, so motherfuck how you feel?
My neck on bling, on chill Standing on the steady, trying to make 'em kneel it come to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you
Let me break back, shawty Show me what you got, We some killers Chicago made making figures
Let me break back, shawty Show me what you got, We some motherfuking Chicago made niggaz making
Teeth on bling, rolly on Standing on the while I'm holding on my dick 'Bout to spit a new verse off out the Mobstaz new Holla pop the colla on my new outfit
If you war, you think you got rounds to come get me I think you better go smoke a pound of that sticky Keep on talking that you're not hate your committee I'm dodge that nigga put it down for the city
My neck on bling, on chill on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel When it to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you
My on bling, wrist on chill Standing on the steady, trying to make 'em kneel When it come to hustling, got to get it how you And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you
My on bling, wrist on chill on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel When it come to hustling, got to get it how you And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you
My on bling, wrist on chill Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em When it come to hustling, got to get it how you And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you