Elige una pista para reproducir
(You can just give it to her and she can roll it up)
Talking about money?
We been getting that
Bitch I hustle
I can take your unemployment checks
The fuck you talking about?
Fuck is you saying?
Girl quit playing
I'll take the bullshit right to your face
You ain't gone shoot, you spark on occasions
So much gas
Big Kay look Asian
You know you the shit when a bitch don't phase you
If its an issue, I won't hesitate
Smoking a wood inside of a paper
And it's fat
Filled with gas
(BIG KAY BAD)
And I got cash
Go find you a hustle, you going out sad
Before covid, I kept me a mask
Before covid, I kept me a bag
He keep runnin back
Yeah that boy be running back
If he act up, we ain't gone last
Better ask my last
I don't give a fuck
If I ain't in first place then you kiss my ass
(BIG KAY BAD)
You see Kay with G's
I roll up a blunt and release
I chop down the tree
Then roll up the leaf
I'm out here for lettuce and ran into beef
Bitches love hollering about where they from
Either say where you at or stop talking to me
A self made Queen
But you still can't holler if you ain't got nun to offer to me
Hollering it's beef?
Only a dummy would crash and say they want problems with me hoe
Catch me in the Jack
Any part
But I still thug on Piazza st
I just want the money
Hoe you slow
I make a 100 deposits a week
I don't wanna talk
Free all my apes
Don't say nothin until my shotters are free
He do what I tell him
He do what I ask
He know if he don't
Then I try to leave
I'm just too solid for mediocre treatment nigga
You handle me like I'm the Queen
Them 5 p's
I stay on
Hoping for the best
These dogs don't bite unless you flex
You can get cut off or cut off the check
Drip drop down his throat
He don't choke
He just sweat
I call up Malik if that boy trying to bet
That's my cuz
That's my love
If you play, that's your neck
It's ok if they jump cause the blade in my breast
You getting set up if you play with the set
(Everybody in the gang they got them some bread)
I got off my ex then I popped me an x
I only save money and fuck up the rest
(I never save hoes cause they fuck the rest)
That playing y'all do leave you under the floor
That man ain't my bro man that nigga a hoe
I hit the smoke then grab on his fro
This Krispy Kreme what I fill in his throat
I'm at the spot it's just me and my bro
I'm scrubbing the shake and he counting the dough
If we snatched by the folks then we lie under oath
Pass me a counter, I'll down you and go
That playing y'all do leave you under the floor
That man ain't my bro man that nigga the folks
I hit the smoke then grab on his fro
Underground bitch but they call me the goat
I'm the truth, so why lie to you folks?
I don't IG live
I slide and go
I ain't got time for folks
All of my time is sold
I'm grinding hoe
It's Kay
On gang