Letras
Yo, uh, I don't fuck with none of y'all rap niggas
Don't reach a hand for no dap nigga
I don't sneak diss or @ niggas
Just plot my coarse and I clap niggas
Laugh at all of you rap niggas
Claim you in the streets where you at nigga
You a hustler now, you got a pack nigga
I'ma tell you now watch your back nigga
I don't want your shorty, she wack nigga
Pass on your sister, she fat nigga
I done came home and got fat nigga
Now I flip weight and got racks nigga
Purple jeans on my ass nigga
You a broke boy, you need a cast nigga
You the actor type, you need a cast nigga
I done came home and blew past niggas
Diadoras walk past niggas
I press ignore my old bitch
Cousin choosey says she wanna do me
If she asks about it, I don't know shit
Can't lie, that bitch cute
You know I'm fin too Bend her over, grip her shoulder
Hit her with that Rick Rude
That nigga pussy, and that pussy snuck me
He ain't want the fade, so that pussy cut me
I'm getting pussy and I'm getting money
Everybody eating, y'all look at hungery
About to cop a cuban and it's looking chunky
And I dare a pussy to come and take it from me
Your life a joke and it's looking funny Keep on acting cute and it's getting ugly
Put a hooptie car on my wrist And I spend rim prices on sneakers
Three fifty seven fresh out the box And I bang that bitch like a speaker
Not your nigga, call me God garments fresh like it's Easter
If you spending with them niggas Guarantee my prices is cheaper
All my niggas is 100
All my bitches is 100
Two fifties, blue benjies What I'm saying
100
Two thirties and a forty on me
Just add it up and that's 100
EBE, we the mob, what I'm saying
100
All my niggas is 100
All my bitches is 100 Two fiftys, blue benjiges
What I'm saying
100