Letras
I been thinkin' boutta
A lot different ways just to get paid
Get cake
Gotta make sure momma dead straight
Switch lanes
All these niggas dead weight
Started trappin'
In the basement
Caged in
Petty thoughts
Get my fragrance
Soon as you at the door
Dey ask you what ya name is
See with all this grind shit
I make it look easy
(Ou) I'm shinin'
Lookin' at me ain't that easy
(Ou) My side chick
Was just a bitch a from TV
When i'm done with this
The streets gon' get this free b (Ah)
She was cheating on her man
I think he want a feature
She was cheating on her man
I think he want a feature
All these niggas cappin', they got buss downs
I'm bout to buss now
Eatin' on a slice pizza
Whilst i'm getting sucked down
My flair is too priceless
But if it had a price
Dat shit more than your rent
Leave a nigga bent
Squirt all on my face
I like that pussy wet (Ahh)
Shoot him in his face
We don't do the race
We got hella choppas
Bazooka for the copter
I been doing this since way back
When i was kicking rocks
Posted on the block
Filled my shoe box
With that dirty guap
Now i'm worth a lot
Baby take a shot
Only trust my glock
I was on the moon with the rocks
Bumpin' up the knots
Imma pipe her down
My weed is too sound
Xan to calm her down
She a lil freak
Pussy on fleek
I been fucked all week
I think i need some sleep
Imma go to sleep (Be quiet)
Percky's, addy's, xannies
I be pimpin' with yo granny