Letras
Yeah, ayy, yeah
Chris A Menace
Woo
Yeah, ayy, Genius
Woah, ayy
I got money on my mind, I ain't got no time for feels
Bitches on my line
Ask a niggar how it feels
Yeah I'm always on my grind
I'm tryna get a deal
I'm always on my grind
Yeah I'm tyna get a deal
Yeah I'm for real
Yeah I'm for real
Tell a niggar fuck how you feel
Cause I'm for real, yeah yeah
Cause I'm for real
Yeah I'm for real
Tell a niggar fuck how you feel
Cause I'm for real, yeah yeah
They say blood thicker than water
But where I'm from it's easily spilled
If a niggar got beef then me and my gang pullin' out the grill
I ain't got chill until my neck icy
Pull out the nine if a niggar wanna fight me
Fly as a bird so please don't take litely
All black like a robbery If you talkin' to me do it properly
We stackin' papers like monopoly
Got plenty bitches, I ain't talkin' monogamy
When I'm in the zone don't try to talk to me
Smokin' niggar like woods
We shootin' clips Hollywood
All my niggars bloods hollywood
I'm a genie wish a niggar would
I'm big son, big boy I do it
Yeah boy I do it
Bitch yeah I do it
Bitch yeah I do it
Bitch yeah i do it
Yeah bitch I do it
Bitch yeah I do it
Bitch yeah i do it
Bitch i do it
I got this drink in my cup
Weed in my blood
Middle fingers up in the air cause I don't give no fucks
I got this drink in my cup
Weed in my blood
Middle fingers up in the air cause I don't give no fucks
I don't give no fucks
I don't give no fucks
Middle fingers up in the air cause I don't give no fucks
I don't give no fucks
I don't give no fucks