Mack game, let me explain the a bitch like incidentals Put the up in the pot without the lentils When it come to paper, I'm low-key instrumental You bound to me up in an Avis mini-van rental Player wanna lock this dog up in a hard, never gentle My life is a movie, it's action-filled, suspenseful Play to win, never to lose, I refuse Kids gotta eat, need some school spend my cop money, gotta cop Gotta pay my in case I get popped Stapler in my Under Armour boxer We don't play for give, bitch, we play for When it come to gouda, nigga, I'm a beast Bring it to your door like Uber
I know how the streets on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be I'm up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal I how the streets work on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be I'm up counting this paper, paper I'm carpal tunnel, carpal tunnel
Took her to the club, dropped her off Gotta her, though, 'cause she sell soft Met her off Smirnoff, Red Like it in her gut with her pulled B-la fuck around, to smoke weed of purple shit and palm leaf 140 acres, all Carpal tunnel, nigga, when we off I think they know, I'm the one to count Pitcher from the tryna strike me out Pack turned down, called to me out Trips out of town then wipe me out Wid it, my nigga, we follow no law G-string, bling, nigga, no bra Counting hella dough, cole slaw She me in the morning, she be old flow
I how the streets work Residue on my Hatin' ass be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting paper, paper I'm getting carpal I know how the work on my T-shirt Hatin' ass be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, I'm getting carpal tunnel, carpal
Block jumpin' like a Nigga move mean They smirkish and they lurkin' and plot and scheme They strung out on that crystal and Be careful who talkin' 'round, watch your Put a contract on my head, gon' get breeched the bounty, turn the hit around I know all the ones on your soil that's really getting Yeah, bet your money on a Nigga livin' good 'til the wanted Then it's retreat up out the Different every week, all bunch of suites And beware of the paper Never use your debit, nigga, could tell you shut down in a cell Hoping snitch, won't even tell
I how the streets work Residue on my Hatin' ass be disgruntled I'm up counting this paper, paper I'm carpal tunnel I know how the streets on my T-shirt ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting paper, paper I'm getting tunnel, carpal tunnel