Letras
You ain't gotta actually see the shit that I've been through
They think my shoes dirty, they don't even know they golden goose
I came out clear, that's when I got tired of the goose
If your mans wish you on some bullshit, then he gettin' it too
I need lean before I hit the road, let me call up Sue
If I ain't got the paper, she know I'm good till I come back through
I get high and ride around Flint, cause ain't shit to do
Bro ask me do I got my stick, I said yes I do
Everywhere I got it on me
I coulda hit this nigga bitch, but she smell like some bologna
I don't wanna sign the interscope
Why would I sign to a label knowing that I got my own
Yeah I got my own, did this shit all up on my iPhone
Motherfuckin' 12, while smokin top shelf
Money in the bank, and I smoke top rank
Run a bag, fill up a safe
None of them boys are safe
Runnin' around all over town
Never gon' take me down
Flip it right now, comin' around
Music really be my sound
Don't be alarm, causin' harm
You may lose an arm
Money in the bank, smokin top rank
Check your fuckin' moves, cause you gotta rethink
Everything you do isn't really that cool
Stay strapped up with your motherfuckin' tool
If I ever go, you'll never see me
I'ma go forever, yeah, makin money
Shit that you do seems pretty funny
I don't ride with you, so get from me
Run a bag, fill up a safe
None of them boys are safe
Runnin' around all over town
Never gon' take me down
Flip it right now, comin' around
Music really be my sound
Don't be alarm, causin' harm
You may lose an arm