Letras
(Segway)
Ay, she-she want fillers but can't even cook no dinners (what?)
Th-they say they're killin' but must be kiddin' (why?)
'Cause we've been on the block and no one's spinnin'
I-if I let 'ski beat up the opps right now
Cops ain't gonna know who did it (shh, shh)
But I gotta hold back for a minute
'Cause bro just boxed somethin' up, no limit (bop, bop, bop, bop)
I ain't the type to be sittin' on couches
Show me the money, I'll get that sorted (that sorted)
And if I go broke, then you best believe
I'ma run for the hills like Forrest
Out in the countryside, I'm buggin' to cop me a country line (trap, trap)
Few O's for the price of a unit, got me screamin', "This country's mine" (yo)
Diamonds shine, might lose your vision, better close your eyes, yo
Circle small, can't get too close, it just be me and the guys
Kee-keeps on tellin' me she is for me, I don't believe them lies
Too much ties, man know me, I get busy, I ain't had time to slide
50K, go-got that in a bag, got that on the way
Bro just itchin', he just slid back 'round like I click replay
I bought her the bag, I paid for the hair, now she look like bae
Sat on your arse all week, you ain't done shit, I don't know what to say
She-she want fillers but can't even cook no dinners (what?)
Th-they say they're killin' but must be kiddin' (why?)
'Cause we've been on the block and no one's spinnin'
I-if I let 'ski beat up the opps right now
Cops ain't gonna know who did it (shh, shh)
But I gotta hold back for a minute
'Cause bro just boxed somethin' up, no limit (bop, bop, bop, bop)
Ay, bro-bro tried to make man drown, he ain't really into swimmin'
She copped feelin's, I gotta go, she don't even know I'm dippin'
So-so much talk, but you ain't on nothin', you know we winnin'
I-in LV and I'm feelin' generous, now she won't stop grinnin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, still on the road, it's risky (vroom)
Chasin' the opps, tapin' the blocks
So I already know she miss me (the opps)
Yo, we show them the ropes 'bout huggin' the smoke like 50 (ah, ah)
Movin' the dope, we teach 'em the code, so now they all call me da Vinci
Picasso, or one of the two, look when I'ma shoot these lyrics (yeah)
We shave and drill 'em when blades get dippin'
They don't got guts, we spill 'em
Go-got poles and various w-w-women, uh
N-n-no games and gimmicks, we aim and pivot, yeah (uh)
You know the gang, we dangerous livin', uh
She-she want fillers but can't even cook no dinners (what?)
Th-they say they're killin' but must be kiddin' (why?)
'Cause we've been on the block and no one's spinnin'
I-if I let 'ski beat up the opps right now
Cops ain't gonna know who did it (shh, shh)
But I gotta hold back for a minute
'Cause bro just boxed somethin' up, no limit (bop, bop, bop, bop)
Ay, bro-bro tried to make man drown, he ain't really into swimmin'
She copped feelings, I gotta go, she don't even know I'm dippin'
So-so much talk, but you ain't on nothin', you know we winnin'
I-in LV and I'm feelin' generous, now she won't stop grinnin' (vroom)