Pulled up on niggas stuntin I had to hop out, show em I was really that money Heard he was talkin, he was talkin, he really want it Im from a place, you want a problem Get it jumpin I mix some chronic up with up in a joint Im stuffin And jumpin my car, my car, to the floor Im gunnin And Ive been shitting since before I afford the pluming You keep on talking classics, I got more thats coming something uh
J:
Yea I rode em all In all of Walkers in You what, lets get it
through my city like Im getting heavy on that dough With a white with me in a 2 seater, white girl full of coke Straight Memphis 10, aint no hater gon stop me J, been paid, got a Phantom in both pockets
Im as fuck, cant even see lookin for your baby momma, bitch with me Say Im gonna get her high, she gon fuck for Makes her look much when she on her knees Put her on the cabbage, I do the baggage Smoking all this green, rocking all these Ridin round, high and a bad habit Make disappear, then you believe in magic
Ridin gettin high all day No man Try get pussy tonight Now the niggas call my phone man Its gon always be about talk uhm Yep Aint no hoe man talk Im on a paper And you niggas can do that if you want But uh I got too money tied up So, on that gon never stop making money I know a lot of niggas be damn still at it Told you There will be cash And hoes, clubs thatll never close