Letras
Like, who does he think he is
The Menace
I don't wanna hold all the weed, and we gon' pop the pills
I got a bad lil' vibe in the line, shorty trynna meet in the hills
I don't even stay in the hills, for real, bitch, you give me chills
I'm like an artist for real, I'm trying to create me a motherfuckin' mill
All of my bitches, they bosses, yes, I tell her, go cover the bill
Cartier's on my arm, it's dancing bitch go look in the mirror
Not to mention on my neck, I Cuban nice chandelier
Brodie Brodie
Got a Glock, yeah, I be, shh, passin' here
Don Breezy got the shot, you playin' with niggas, I'm takin' it there
Don Breezy got the shot, you playin' with niggas, I'm takin' it there
You playin' with niggas, I'm takin' it there
I'm on a roll with my niggas, we got a pole with us
We makin' rain in this bitch, we got them hoes with us
We throw a thousand ones at em, we keep comin' niggas
They won't have a bottle war, it's nothin' but fun to niggas
We let them shots out, we let them Glocks out
They like paparazzi, want you, I'm like what they talkin' bout
I grab the chop out the car, you know that I walk it out
He won't talk the gram shit, I bring them Glocks out
I don't know nothin' about nothin' for real, but I know money for real
She wanna smoke on a whole dollar weed and we go pop pills
I got a bad lil' vibe in the line, she tryna meet in the hills
I don't even stay in the hills for real, bitch, you give me chills
I'm like all this for real, I'm tryna create me a motherfuckin' mill
All of my bitches, they bosses, yes, I tell her, go cover the bill
Cartier's on my arm, he's dancin, bitch, go look in the mirror
Not to mention on my neck, I cube it, push it like chandelier
Not to mention on my neck, I cube it, push it like chandelier
Body, body, got a clock, yeah, I be just passin' here
Don't really got the shot, you blind with niggas, I'm takin' it there
Don't really got the shot, you blind with niggas, I'm takin' it there
Don't really got the shot, you blind with niggas, I'm takin' it there
I'm on the road with my niggas, we got the four wheels
Make a brain in this bitch, we got the four wheels
We got the four wheels
We got the, yeah
I ain't eagle, I ain't eagle, I'm Pac, I'm the real shit