Pull up and drop a nigga like a domino, I'mma a nigga bye like adiós, vámonos
1: YT Triz] Which one of these pussy ass wanna Make a nigga smoke 'em some marijuana See the chopper, we can pull the corner Feel 'em your back and got the on 'em 'Fore they turn your baby momma to a I stopped sellin' rocks but I a stoner Never leave without it, I'mma it on me Throw (?) and leave you lonely Bitch pussy wet it's Aquifina I'mma beat the pussy, Ike and All I know is like Sabrina Leave for the white bitch, and Trina Niggas say that we beefin', so I'm eatin' dinner pussy poppin' paint a perfect picture I pull and puff it, pass it fly as Nigga you ain't gettin' money, you (?) witcha I've been tryna get a Rova like a rollie polly Down to my (?) jugg don't smoke type Put a bad on the molly, holy mollie Put a chopper in the trunk, drive a truck we loaded Workin' like a Mexican, I'm cash for it Finna pull a robbery, just bought a for it street nigga sense, take a class for it And I'll get to a if he ask for it
Pull up and drop a nigga a domino, vámonos I'mma tell a bye like adiós, vámonos Why you on the phone, bitch? Ain't no talkin' on the phone, Ain't no on the phone, bitch Ain't no talkin' on the phone, Pull up and drop a nigga like a domino, I'mma tell a bye like adiós, vámonos
[Verse 2: Rick Four carbonators in the up sideways, two six in the trunk That's how my little woe Hit finger licking, got a ho on the north Black in the bando Nigga ready to ride, runnin' out Rambo Red light in the Gettin' money so you know they heard I heavy ammo RIP out the (?) No shirt, dope, they consider me a hassle If ya got it, snatch you check fuckboy, so I think it's time to cash you Haters thought it was a Til I thirty racks 30 minutes up at (?) Broke nigga better mine Ice on, put Rose Gold on a Tec 9
[Verse 3: Lil Get the cash out the envelope, count it on the ironin' a body blow, he comatose Stand over him, blaow, now he Get the in the double cup, tryna drink it while it's cold since 94, feelin' like a pot of gold Neighborhood jump Geronimo My bitch pussy like Häagen-Dazs and die, you get buried like Manilo Time to go, you got to go it's your time to go I you later like a common cold, down the road I got a ho, that got a ho, that got a lot of I rob a store, a stop n' go, I even rob the My stomach hurtin', palms itchin' with a snotty Comin' through your curtains, guns spittin' aimin' and low That's how it go, I need a fix, a diagnose I need to fix this sickness before I explode My momma said the wicked, I said ma I know And only thing pops said was how I owe And cops givin' niggas tickets just for slow tell its the codeine, I say "how you know?" A with the green, I ain't jolly though It's YM , that's my team, nigga,