And I stay up on my Money, clothes, [x3] They say goes For money, clothes, [x3] And I stay up on my Money, clothes, hoes say anything goes For money, clothes, [x3]
1:] I got diamonds on my wood, on my phone Sturdy hoes like they just can't leave this dick alone You remind me of my chick, got for the bros Took than a week to hit that sweet and take it out Pussy open for a pimp, make your proud Boy I bet she goes, she this dick I blow this pound And we stay on drank OG in my wood Only smoke Cali shit 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 with the Kesha that's my 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 no pussy in my pedigree I mix the Molly the Kesha that's my recipe I just sit back and let this reefa get the of me And know that
2:] Got Versaces on my frame, on my waist Girl you that thing up sit right up here on my face She got that wet, we get super freak Keep it on the low put my business in the street You me of my chief something like my sound Girl you know what's up you turned it up I beat it It's the realest niggas in it you already 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 the Kesha that's my recipe I sit back 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 that's my recipe I sit back and let this reefa get the best of me And knows