Letras
All these hoes tryna get with me bitch naw yeah these hoe tryna sniff on some crystal going hard in the paint I ain't hittin the rim dawg flooring shit ina coop with my pistol popin one yeah it's still in my system yeah we deep in the whip and hop out with big guns I'm with my dawgs and we down to go sic sum yeah we down to go hit sum yeah we down to go fuck up some shit huh yeah we tryna go hit us a lick huh?
Why is you out buying shit but you owin' the drank I'm sipping look just like the ocean the bank I went to was open got too much bands in my hands I can't even fold it any whip I drive I ride like it's stolen I got a clip just wait to unload it I'm unloading the clip and still getting rich while you sit on yo ass damn I'm runnin this shit I'm runnin this shit while you running in last yeah I run to the bag yeah my stick in the stash yeah this shit got a flash yeah I'm counting and adding up bitch do the math huh trippin and trippin off tabs huh yeah I can't even slip yeah I walked into saks 5th and I bought me a 5th yeah I walked down on that shit imma get yo ass hit
Yeah I'm smoking on that shit imma get you in splifs imma cut up in this shit and then leave in a ditch I stick with the gang huh no I cannot switch I came in this bitch with a grip like damn get ya a grip like damn get a hold of this shit I spray the choppa put holes in his whip I'm blowing O's in this bitch I'm blowing O's in this bitch I got too much dope for this shit I got much dope in this whip damn yeah we kicking doors- holdup yeah huh we kicking doors for this shit uh we kicking doors for this shit I'm getting used to this shit I'm getting used to holding this blick I'm getting used to runnin this shit