Smoking on strong, money long, we don't with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian Met this bad little broad, she was Sipped out in the middle of the day I early in the middle of the trap, we ain't worried Middle finger up to the and I'm smirking Bring your squad 'cause you my gang with me Drop the top on the car, let the breathe Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, snatching Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas We fight time and and time and time and time and time
I my plug "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 Calico like a Uzi do You'll be so hard to identify you're Hit up from your arms to your corns and still All my niggas children of the like Stephen King, I met broad she was curvy Bitch twerking when them whips start urr-ing money since 'Got Money' And if you real you could for me I still need my Block Is Hot I ain't fucking with pussies like they got something Trampoline with the work, I got the block
I told my "You know what I need From you I get on Two bricks, a beam and a phone So I can a storm like usually do"
Bad bitch on my arm my new lil boo Pussy be so and it's Juicy Fruit Trampoline on this dick, I got her jumping Trampoline with the work, I got the jumping Vaseline on a in case the cops coming Trafficking the work in her bra for me Wearing and heels 'round the house for me Wearing lingerie and heels 'round the for me All these bitches try'na chill thaw out for me Trampoline with the work, I got the block Got the
We sipping dirty We sipping dirty We that dirty We that dirty, you know This Gat at your nose, nigga vest can't save your soul, no We sipping that dirty, We doing dirty Haven't even from you You left the by they self They haven't even heard you We put wig on a shelf We unstable, We unstable, mama be afraid of us They haven't even heard from you, now gotta search for you We unstable, It looking too good for you, too good for you ungrateful, yeah That's why I label, yeah I live for myself, yeah I gotta to myself, yeah at all the shit I gave you, yeah Look what I did for I never hid from I got no ceilings, yeah I ain't got no feelings for niggas, no I don't want no with them niggas, no