And I stay up on my Money, clothes, [x3] They say goes For money, clothes, [x3] And I up on my toes Money, clothes, [x3] They say goes For money, clothes, hoes
1:] I got diamonds on my wood, on my phone hoes like those they just can't leave this dick alone You remind me of my chick, got for the bros Took less than a week to hit that and take it out open for a pimp, make your daddy proud Boy I bet she goes, she blow this dick I blow pound And we on purple drank OG in my wood Only smoke that Cali I put that on my hood I be thugging to the of me straight G.I. rider Ain't no pussy in my I mix the Molly with the that's my recipe I sit back and let this reefer get the best of me And now I be thugging to the death of me G.I. rider Ain't no in my pedigree I mix the Molly with the Kesha my recipe I just sit and let this reefa get the best of me And niggas know
2:] Got Versaces on my frame, Fendi on my Girl you keep that thing up sit up here on my face She got that super wet, we get super Keep it on the low put my business in the street You remind me of my chief something my sound Girl you know up you turned it up I beat it down It's the niggas in it you already know Gangsta of the year, got like 4 in the row I be thuggin' to the of me straight G.I. rider no pussy in my pedigree I mix the Molly with the that's my recipe I just sit and let this reefer get the best of me I'll be pimpin' 'til the death of me straight G.I. Ain't no in my pedigree I mix the Molly with the Kesha my recipe I just sit and let this reefa get the best of me And niggas