[Verse 1: Fresh] Yeah ok I heard these hoes lookin, who they lookin for that nigger doin, out here tryin get his dough What I say they see it so they call this shit my flow Never abusive but they call me mr. hit the ho I'm when she twerkin, got lil momma workin And she say she not a ho she just felt I was She saw me up on couldn't wait to meet in person Now she tell me I'm the bomb I need ammo and a I'm about to blow up I tell my peace My shoe connection gotta be a hundred at least big business on my table tell my lawyers feast If you ain't talkin big business then even speak
At high key I give a fuck about a they be laughing at me now I'm out here getting
I'm Feeling good great. lota twists and turns but I got my paper straight On the road to the riches driving 88, a couple bad bitches driving 88 Me and my niggas can't wait, we tryin to get a meal for digit on our plate On the road to the riches driving 88, with a bad bitches driving 88
2:] Ok I'm hied up baped out more swag the little wayne got no stripes on but dam I'm so official If I ever got some drama I dough to come and get you He a shark town nigger all the way to the gristle When shut out my homie casey got these bitches on the I'm ballin I feel like jordan he hit that shot on e-low like Robin I'm on my hustle you up like brown russell The kush is jas purple I'm takin off the freethrow I'm just tryina get my cut. chop it down me throw some money up and these bitches hit the ground I'm
Feeling feeling great. lota twists and turns but I got my paper straight On the road to the riches driving 88, with a couple bad driving 88 Me and my niggas can't wait, we tryin to get a meal for every digit on our On the road to the riches 88, with a couple bad bitches driving 88
[Verse 3: Veggies] Like uhh aw man. straight body. my new remind me of 12 guage shottys I love show promoters tell me I get payed shortly It make my light up I feel like robert orie When he hit that shot that the headlines in the paper runnin 10 For my city like kobe do with the lakers I'm at my pace 88 surviving in my city like a rap battle with j You got a couple thousand my nigga baby weight Peas and carrots we da just like babies say Hundred dollars bad hoes holla Get my straight and get rid of all the imposters
I'm Feeling good great. lota twists and turns but I got my paper straight On the to the riches driving 88, with a couple bad bitches driving 88 Me and my can't wait, we tryin to get a meal for every digit on our plate On the road to the riches driving 88, with a bad bitches driving 88