All that ass, Lord mercy All that champagne, bitches thirsty Verserchy, no up, I meant Versace I prolly pull up over Cavalli Puffin' on Cali, out in the valley on something drowsey Bitches twerkin' Miley Twerk, twerk for a real nigga work I won't tell a word I on that trill shit, way back North Philly nigga, but I'm back Get shot in head drivin' your Maybach Homey D Clown I don't play that dirty, riding dirty, I say hi to thirty Call your dog, I my dawg and he'll buy a birdy Try to me, I'm getting out here early Dope dealer, life, back of this soccer jersey draggin', tell PETA I'm swaggin' All these karats like I'm lure in a rabbit Just to put it, on my What you doin? I'm fashion
Okay, I walk with a limp and I talk a slur I wear every single chain and mix it up with my fur I might get every single and mix it up til I blur I the bitch get on my lap, but don't you get on my nerves I need bag full of green like I lawn mow it Doe and all Sean Doe it And I it G, yeah, I ground floor it And I'm blowin' If her pussy good then I one, two, three, round four it Got her for it Yeah, nigga overthink, under stress Yeah, I understand, girl over, I'm so unimpressed Yeah, and she tryna me raw, unprotect But if I don't have that rubber on it I feel Yeah, and I got money under my eyes, ho, cause I ain't sleep They all Goyard too cause I ain't Finally Famous, Gold is my I-N-C And I put everything in motion I-N-G And when we private you could bring the gun on with us I got this freak to 3rd base, she tryna run home us And I got comma on comma on on comma, on comma And I ain't talking no run on sentence Yeah, nigga hot headed so I that Chings Chili Put my P up on her like that bitch is reppin' Philly And I wheelie in pussy like my nigga Meek Milly On my way to millis drafting up the deep deep dealies I got rich that ain't rich enough When I did it big, bitch, I decided that big enough Pres, who you diggin up? Who that that you hating on, but just can't get enough? Fuck, the jig is up, bitch
I'm like when I made off, scheming on niggas' payoff I take a day off, your stash is short like Adolf, Hitler You should lay off on the gangsta talk you're fake, dog You never pushed no yay, dawg, see no keys like Ray Charles Me and in the Maybach, we get Wale and take off We got your in a big house, she walk in hype like "Hey, Ross" Get money, Dreamchasers, we ballin' like the Lakers You ballin'? Nah, you a faker, you catchin' a fader I'm at house on the hill, I fucked your girl and your neighbor You thinkin' Khloe don't know me, I'm in the car dashin' I'm in the Kardashian, get it? I'm lyin', I pretend? They say fake it you make it, well, let the fakin' begin I got a with fake titties, fake ass, she all in the Benz Them prolly fall like a ball when she bends My niggas Harlem and Philly all get it in Your bitch come and we fuckin' her and her friends Get money, Dreamchasers, we ballin' hard the Lakers You Nah you a faker, you prolly catchin' a fader get with the Dreamchasers, we ballin' hard like the Lakers You ballin'? Nah you a faker, you prolly a fader I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked girl and your neighbor I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your and your neighbor I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your and your neighbor I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your girl and neighbor
she do? She, just, put heart eyes under my pic nigga That's my bitch Bought her a first class to put the dick in her