Letras
Yeah, it was about to be us
Yeah, it was about to be us
Yeah, it was about to be us
Yeah, it was about to be us up at the top
Hella bags, yeah, hella knots, yeah
Hella freak hoes in the spot
Boy you switch up, fuckin' up the pot
Now it's me counting up that guap
Now it's me counting up that guap
Yeah, I love feelin like a op
Yeah, getting super hot
Yeah, I cannot stop
I can't stop
Baby, just pour out the water
Yeah, I'm sippin' on purple rain
Feel like Prince when I drop
Told that bitch to give me brain
Yeah, I'm not, she cannot stop
Yeah, I'm feelin' with the gang
Yeah, yeah, we finna pop
Yeah, yeah, we finna
They know, they know we finna blow
Yeah, they know we finna blow up
Cause we did this shit on our own
No hand out, nigga
No hand out, nigga
No hand out, nigga
No hand out, nigga
This is a raid
Diamonds dancin' like it's a parade
Bros in trouble, I slide for the aid
Oh yeah, nigga, we cooler, Kool-Aid
Mula callin' and I gotta get paid
Baby so fine that she gettin' laid
Had to tell her that she my new main
I got her ass up, face down
And I'm finna leave her a stain
I'm finna blow, nigga, like Osama
Can't add up my bread up, it got too many commas
Cut the hoe off cause I ain't with the drama
Cut her ass off, I'm cleanin' the slate
She stay in my house, I'm countin' the pay
You can't afford this shit on my plate
Been wanna fuck, I told her to wait
You run around, steady mad
First song I take it down, shit, it's trash
Hit that bitch, tell her peace, I'ma smash
Nigga, your money weak, I got cash
Nigga, I fuck a freak, do the dash
I get that shit, run it up, feel like flash
She smile when she lie to me, it got me mad