Letras
Watch the way you move, this shit can turn to somethin' it ain't
Last night, I ain't have my Rollie, but I got time today
Broke ass nigga, lame ass bitch, you need to get out the way
Five-five-six's, F and N's, I swear that I'm missin' a Drac
Don't even ask what the fuck I'm rolling you know that this shit stank
My new bitch look like Sexy Red, she swear that Woes the bank
I can't even believe these niggas, they'll die about the drank
I ain't mean to be that nigga, that's just how it happen, aye
She fuckin' me, she fuckin' her, I knew the girl was gay
Before I pour this syrup you need to get the fuck out my face
I got the girls goin' wild, I told her to fuck it up now
She bouncing that shit like bow, she got too much ass like bow
I got too much money, can't count, I got too much money to add
I remember my first lil' drought, I ain't never went out sad
All my opps down bad, I'm poppin' my shit on this Mac
I bought a Rari to go fast, I need a Panamera, no cap
You niggas been stealin' my swag, but I ain't really trippin' on that
I came with a whole lotta, yeah, I came with a whole lotta what
I'm with Sizzle we slide in a Spider, Free Thugger I'm buyin' out Spider
I'm seeking for the bitch, she a hider I'm like 10 years later, retired
Fly as hell, but I can be flyer, we got bells, but it's insider
Too high, I don't need no writer I'm fried, I'm fuckin' my stylist
I'm 50th flo, eatin' hibachi, I done cashed out all the designer
She a milf bitch, real good Mami, We fuckin' outside public
You niggas be Kash Dami's, y'all ain't really thuggin
Niggas I'm really slidin, they thought I was jokin
Watch the way you move, this shit can turn to somethin' it ain't
Last night, I ain't have my Rollie, but I got time today
Broke ass nigga, lame ass bitch, you need to get out the way
Five-five-six's, F and N's, I swear that I'm missin' a Drac
Don't even ask what the fuck I'm rolling you know that this shit stank
My new bitch look like Sexy Red, she swear that Woes the bank
She banking' on me like I'm Wunna, she fuckin' with me like I want her
I face a QP like it's nothin, she worried about me like we fuckin
Two bad bitches in love with me, they in love with each other
Since the pint came in I ain't really said shit I been sippin' my syrup
Got the back end, I ain't even show up, I ain't care who comin
Got the Woes in, we all push P we something like brothers
This shit feel like Chief So, Colors
I'ma need more, I'ma need more, hunnids
She give mean throat, she got these hoes clutchin
I got ten bows, but I could really get a hunnid
I ain't shooting no free throws, I'm in the trap house dunkin
I feel like Veezo, I'm really iced up nigga
I give her a kilo, she gon' put it in the Prada
I just bought me a new pole to send that nigga to the doctor
Watch the way you move, this shit can turn to somethin' it ain't
Last night, I ain't have my Rollie, but I got time today
Broke ass nigga, lame ass bitch, you need to get out the way
Five-five-six's, F and N's, I swear that I'm missin' a Drac
Don't even ask what the fuck I'm rolling you know that this shit stank
My new bitch look like Sexy Red, she swear that Woes the bank
I can't even believe these niggas, they'll die about the drank
I ain't mean to be that nigga, that's just how it happen, aye
She fuckin' me, she fuckin' her, I knew the girl was gay
Before I pour this syrup you need to get the fuck out my face