Letras
(Boomin' this shit)
(RJ always tripping, man)
Ayy, rich nigga, I buy liquor for the hoes
Man, I don't play, grab a drink and a Sprite, let's drop a four
Gave her a hundred for some 'Woods, keep the change, I got motion
Man, I fuck hoes then every bitch they with, I'm the coldest
Man, they like, "There that nigga go again trippin'"
Man, life crazy, I be fuckin' all the hoes 'cause I got bitches
See, you don't get it, bitches like niggas with bitches
I meet a bitch and bend her over, get right back on my pimpin'
And I still'll go and jump inside that Striker, stand on business
Probably seen me in the mall, I had that pistol, I ain't slippin'
I'm spendin' Hudson, spendin' free money on bitches
Nigga, I ain't never had my L's and I ain't never got no ticket, nigga
Never got pulled over, I'm runnin' from them bitches
Man, you can be fast as hell, ain't no runnin' from them switches
Man, if it's beef, then it's beef, I'm only scared of niggas snitchin'
Yeah, this whip go two hundred, this a fast car
Man, we get out when we see niggas, don't do drive-bys
I'm really steppin', you can't tell by my shoe size
Yeah, looks can be deceiving, we dressed clean, but we the bad guys
Me, Teejayx6, Fully, Biggz, and Bandman the Fab 5
I get a deal, I'm buyin' choppers for the whole tribe
If you don't know how to get money, better get a job
Why you always get caught in the middle? You ain't got a squad
Fingers hurtin', I been thumbin' through them racks
If I ain't hit her, bro did, we be runnin' through these racks
Make her eat the dick up until her jaw caught a cramp
Shit, we all know who really out here steppin' 'cause it's stamped
Go up top, we gon' shut his lights off like a lamp, nigga
Be aware when you see me in your city
Pull up on him, press his ass with 'bout four or five glizzies
We got bad hoes playin' with that pussy, showin' titties
This lil' Glock came with the latest switch, not a semi