Pull up and drop a nigga like a domino, I'mma tell a nigga bye like adiós,
[Verse 1: YT Which one of these ass niggas wanna Make a nigga smoke 'em like marijuana See the chopper, we can pull the corner 'em your back and got the monkey on 'em 'Fore they your baby momma to a loner I stopped sellin' rocks but I a stoner Never leave it, I'mma keep it on me Throw back (?) and leave you Bitch pussy super wet it's I'mma beat the pussy, Ike and All I is racks like Sabrina for the white bitch, French and Trina Niggas say that we beefin', so I'm eatin' dinner Pretty pussy poppin' paint a perfect I and puff it, pass it fly as caterpillar Nigga you ain't gettin' money, you ain't (?) been tryna get a rollin' Rova like a rollie polly Down to my last (?) jugg don't type Put a bad bitch on the molly, holy Put a chopper in the trunk, a truck while we loaded Workin' like a Mexican, I'm cash for it Finna pull a robbery, just a mask for it Talk nigga sense, take a class for it And get to a nigga if he ask for it
Pull up and drop a like a domino, vámonos I'mma tell a nigga bye adiós, vámonos Why you on the phone, bitch? Ain't no on the phone, bitch no talkin' on the phone, bitch Ain't no on the phone, bitch up and drop a nigga like a domino, vámonos I'mma tell a nigga bye adiós, vámonos
2: Rick Ross] Four carbonators in the Pull up sideways, two six in the how my little woe ride Hit finger licking, got a ho on the north Black bottles in the Nigga to ride, runnin' out like Rambo Red light in the Gettin' money so you know they I keep heavy ammo RIP out the (?) No shirt, blowin' dope, they me a hassle If ya got it, I'mma you Talkin' fuckboy, so I think it's time to cash you Haters thought it was a Til I blow racks 30 minutes up at (?) Broke nigga better mine Ice on, even put Gold on a Tec 9
[Verse 3: Lil Get the cash out the envelope, count it on the board That's a blow, he comatose over him, blaow, now he ghost 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 taste like Häagen-Dazs Ride and die, you get buried like Time to go, you got to go when your time to go I catch you later like a common cold, down the I got a ho, got a ho, that got a lot of hoes I rob a store, a stop n' go, I rob the poor My stomach hurtin', palms itchin' with a nose Comin' your curtains, guns spittin' aimin' high and low That's how it go, I need a fix, a nigga I need to fix this fuckin' sickness I explode My said the streets wicked, I said ma I know And only pops said was how much I owe And cops givin' niggas tickets just for drivin' tell its the codeine, I say "how you know?" A giant with the green, I ain't though It's YM , that's my team, nigga,