Smoking on strong, money long, we don't Probably my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian Met this bad little broad, she was out in the middle of the day I started early Balling in the middle of the trap, we ain't Middle up to the judge and I'm smirking Bring your squad 'cause you know my with me Drop the top on the car, let the tints Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, snatching Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Commas, commas, commas, commas, cashing We fight time and time and time and and time and time
I told my "You know what I need you when I get on Yeah, uh Two bricks, a triple beam and a So I can make a storm like I do"
Banging with my friends, that's Soo-woo spit like a Uzi do You'll be so hard to identify when Hit up your arms to your corns and still bleeding All my niggas children of the like Stephen King, I met this broad she was Bitch twerking when them whips start urr-ing Getting since 'Got Money' And if you real you could for me I still need my Block Is Hot I ain't fucking with these like they got something Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping
I my plug "You know what I need From you I get on Two bricks, a triple and a phone So I can make a storm like 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 with the work, I got the block jumping Vaseline on a brick in case the cops with the work in her bra for me Wearing lingerie and heels the house for me Wearing lingerie and 'round the house for me All these bitches try'na then thaw out for me with the work, I got the block jumping Got the
We that dirty We that dirty We sipping dirty We that dirty, you know This Gat pointed at nose, nigga That can't save your soul, no We sipping dirty, yeah We doing dirty Haven't heard from you You left the kids by self They haven't even from you We put wig on a shelf We unstable, We unstable, Your mama be of us They haven't even heard from you, now they search for you We unstable, It ain't looking too for you, too good for you You're ungrateful, That's why I label, yeah I live for myself, yeah I gotta give to myself, Look at all the I gave you, yeah Look I did for myself I never hid from I ain't got no ceilings, I got no feelings for them niggas, no I don't want no dealings them niggas, no