Hey, up my nigga Check out you been listenin' for awhile Why don't you tell these What they thinkin' about When be wrappin' mail
Turn my mail, I to rappers when I touch down I'ma go by me a check with my bitches check And if I hurt her who gives a fuck I'm out for myself, bout to make me a smooth
I keep it on the under in a closet on the hush On my way to victories downtown To get a blend aqua windbreaker , to match blue vendeta Scadalism, that's what I'm in Yeah, murderism I'm niggas in
So give up the my nigga Remember me, I used to be main nigga But fuck ya, I'm and I hate ya fuckin' guts I got it in me cause ya clockin' bucks
Break yourself, makin' quarters, ladies rings, I'll take that cartridge out and set it on the Prepare for the if ya sellin' coke As long as I got me a nigga, I'm never broke
As long as I got me a strap, I'm broke
Got the nigga car at the mall on Beat strip, tip fucked him like a bitch I'm that nigga to playas A playa hater like Somalia
You got some 'Cause I'm right chokin' again Chokin' mo' now I did when I went in Tomorrow I got to go take a piss test for
I'm tryin' to clean out my system with stay clean and seals But I'm be late, I'm on vacation Because it's too early for me to go back on a Fuck my P.O. I some M O
N E Y so I can get high and kick in nigga's door It's four in the I'm on a mission peep The best time to catch a in his sleep Wake ya ass motherfucker I ya rich
Tell me where the is yours, I'ma bust ya bitch Do dick in ya I tie him up And made him watch me her, I'm never broke
Do in ya greasel I tie him up Then I him watch me poke her, I'm never broke I'm never
Baby crevice was tight a pair of vice grips I looked at pop and said, "You got a lil' dick" Havin' he was cryin' like a toddler Nigga couldn't stand here scream and holler
I said, "You got one mo' time where is the minl" He said, "It's in the den corner, top vent" Folks remember that I'm scandalous and I carry such as herpes and nut pluckers
in the bitch, kissed her on her lips Made her get up and suck a dick The bitch had her some play Ya she deep throat my big ol'
I dropped my strap like a sucker She said, "How it feel", I said, "Good" She said, "You this ain't the way to mix business with pleasure" I said, "I know ain't the weather to make miserable pleasure" You know this ain't the weather to mix business and
Shit, she tried to bite off my Helped rex loose, I hangin' And juice you beggin' for this shit Like you knock it out better
Picked up my up off the ground Pistol whipped, up sittin' down I need a black screwdriver but a butter knife do To the I went to collect all my due
Struck out the side of game steward Hopped in my hoo-ride made a left on Through the dark alleys this black that As long as I got me a strap look I'm never broke,
I'm broke
Oh I see, so what you're saying is a Is like an investment Keep revenues up to par And all you need is a
Precisely that's how make them fat lick-backs See I'm way in the rap industry 'Cause I skip, spit that real-life shit Feel it, so let's hustle up the true Apart from the tarp and the good from the not huh