Smoking on strong, long, we don't reason Probably my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian Met bad little broad, she was curvy Sipped out in the of the day I started early Balling in the middle of the trap, we worried Middle finger up to the judge and I'm Bring your squad 'cause you know my with me the top on the car, let the tints breathe Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas We fight time and and time and time and time and time
I told my plug "You know I need From you I get on Yeah, uh Two bricks, a beam and a phone So I can make a storm like I do"
with my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo Calico spit a Uzi do You'll be so to identify when you're Hit up from your arms to your corns and still All my niggas children of the corn like King, I met broad she was curvy Bitch started twerking them whips start urr-ing money since 'Got Money' 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 jumping
I told my plug "You know what I From you I get on Two bricks, a beam and a phone So I can make a like usually do"
Bad on my arm that's my new lil boo be so warm and it's Juicy Fruit Trampoline on dick, I got her twat jumping Trampoline with the work, I got the jumping Vaseline on a brick in case the coming Trafficking with the in her bra for me Wearing lingerie and heels 'round the for me Wearing and heels 'round the house for me All these try'na chill then thaw out for me Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping Got the
We sipping dirty We sipping that We that dirty We sipping that dirty, you This Gat pointed at nose, nigga That can't save your soul, no We sipping that dirty, We them dirty Haven't even from you You left the kids by self They haven't even heard you We put wig on a shelf We unstable, We unstable, Your mama be of us They haven't even from you, now they gotta search for you We unstable, It ain't too good for you, too good for you You're ungrateful, That's why I label, yeah I live for myself, yeah I gotta to myself, yeah Look at all the shit I you, yeah what 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 with niggas, no