Letras
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Lemme turn the camera on real quick
I'm tryna record a movie
Hold on
Action!
Pop that pussy open for a real nigga
That boy, he ain't gang
Reach for my chain
I got them real killers
Can't trust no thottie hoe
Just left the room with two sisters
Difference, boy, from me and you
I bagged the hoe, but you kiss her
I got hoes on me, no Justin Bieber
But she my belieber
How you out here saying that I need ya
Baby, I don't need ya
Y'all niggas always on the bench
I stay with that heater
There go my daddy, baby 5TAXX
Bitch, you a whole teacher (No)
They wanna swag like me
Can't rap like me, y'all bogus
I'm at the tippity top
With a brand new thot
We both got motion
I'm in her kitty, I'm 'bout to drown
And she wet like ocean
Who that young boy, he out serving towns
That's that love potion
Yeah, (Smoove) codeine in my cup, it's a potion (Potion)
Got a hole in my shirt on some poor shit (Poor shit)
Keep a pack and a scale and some more shit (More)
I tried to be solid to somebody daughter but she on some hoe shit
She want money from me, making no sense (No)
I was broke, then got up and sold shit (I was broke)
Was hooping with 5TAXX, then found out he rap and he been the bro since (For real)
Brand new pint of Quagen and I'm hurting so I'm taking doses (I'm hurt)
She want me to show more emotion
I'm thinking 'bout upping the motion (Upping the motion)
I stay on a hater mind
I'm like the top of the notion (Top)
These niggas can't swag like me
Can't rap like me (Can't rap like me)
I just hit the ATM
I bet y'all can't spread cash like me (Cash like me)
You just copy, paste that ain't no facts to me
I hit the stu, then clap a beat
I fucked 'round, made a masterpiece