[Verse 1: Fresh] Yeah ok I heard these lookin, rockie who they lookin for What nigger doin, out here tryin get his dough What I say see it so they call this shit my picture flow Never been abusive but they me mr. hit the ho I'm smashing when she twerkin, got lil momma And she say she not a ho she just I was deservin She saw me up on twitter couldn't to meet in person Now she tell me I'm the bomb I need ammo and a I'm about to up I tell my haters peace My shoe connection gotta be a racks at least It's big business on my tell my lawyers feast If you ain't 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 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 to get a meal for every 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 then the little wayne got no stripes on but dam I'm so official If I ever got some I send dough to come and get you He a town nigger all the way down to the gristle When shut out my casey got these bitches on the d-low I'm I feel like jordan when he hit that shot on e-low like Robin I'm on my hustle you shook up brown russell The kush is jas purple I'm takin off from the I'm just tryina get my cut. choppa chop it Watch me some money up and these bitches hit the ground I'm
Feeling good feeling great. lota twists and but I got my paper straight On the road to the riches 88, with a couple bad bitches driving 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, with a couple bad bitches 88
[Verse 3: Veggies] Like uhh aw man. straight body. my new remind me of 12 guage shottys I love when show tell me I get payed shortly It make my face light up I feel like robert When he hit that shot that made the headlines in the runnin 10 For my city kobe do with the lakers I'm mobbin at my pace 88 surviving in my city like a rap battle with j You got a thousand my nigga that baby weight Peas and we da business just like babies say Hundred million bad hoes holla Get my straight and get rid of all the imposters
I'm good feeling great. lota twists and turns but I got my paper 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 meal for every digit on our On the road to the riches driving 88, with a couple bad bitches 88