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