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