A thousand bags of that mid shit, hell This that shit that get yo kids rich, yeah Hundred bags of that kush shit, yeah This that President Bush shit, hell
A thousand bags of that mid shit, yeah This that that get yo kids rich, hell yeah Hundred bags of kush shit, hell yeah This President Bush shit, hell yeah
that arm on my kush shit My think she President Bush, bitch, hell yeah And I'm off that lean shit My brotha Duke keep on sendin' me that green
Fuck jail, time and I'm hood rich I'm in that zone 6 and I throw it the first pitch My yellow 'Rari in the and I parked it A black chick in some heels, the carpet
I'm pullin' up to the club I own it Ain't with that bullshit, don't condone it My get low with the flexin' I woke up, bought my chick a Lexus
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A thousand bags of mid shit, hell yeah This that shit that get yo kids rich, yeah bags of that kush shit, hell yeah This that President Bush shit, yeah
I be the Brick Squad youngin', stankin' like a All these otha rap niggas toed like a I'm B-S and you B-S but I'm Brick Squad and you like a Chaperon, we goin' on a school trip
Places that you never seen blowin' on that green on a stupid beam, hit the scene in Limousine Codine, promthzine, I'm my pinky ring Nigga, what the fuck you mean? Squad dream team
I got to blow, naw, I ain't drizzy Money make the world go round, that's why I'm Standin' behind Gucci flock, like, "Who is it?" dunkin' in this mothafuck, cut the chicken
A bags of that mid shit, hell yeah This that that get yo kids rich, hell yeah Hundred bags of that kush shit, hell This that President Bush shit, yeah
A thousand of that mid shit, hell yeah This that shit get yo kids rich, hell yeah Hundred bags of that kush shit, hell This President Bush Shit, hell yeah
It's big Gucci, me while I ball Until my release, my nigga, no out, lights out on in silence, why do I pull more violence? We're
While my tatoos smilin' to me Of the time they robbed me with no Now my problems and they rovolvin' around All [Incomprehensible]
from here to Compton, to Bouldacrest That's somethin' to those who have No bluffin', Squad no, cuffin'
A bags of that mid shit, hell yeah This that that get yo kids rich, hell yeah Hundred bags of kush shit, hell yeah This that President Bush shit, hell
A bags of that mid shit, hell yeah This that shit that get yo rich, hell yeah Hundred bags of kush shit, hell yeah that President Bush shit, hell yeah