Текст песни
They came to me be saying shit like you might blow
You the bomb got police trying to defuse my flow
I'm usually choosy
Beautiful booties get round like a doobie
Catch the record that I paint like Adobe
Photoshop
Don't know ownership, own a shop, on some other shit
I ain't fronting copped a rock and built a trap
You ain't running with this crap then go running back
Run it back?
Run it back
Run it back
Run the stats
Fuck this summer I'm gon' ace it it's cold like that
When you in the gutter come up with filthy rap
Then you stuh-tu stutter soon as you hit the green
Dollar is what you been meaning to get you like
Fuck the other shit I'm leaning on cents
I been eager to flip this
Believe in the sentence
I speak to be ending my grief
Ma beliefs are as deep as ma dick down ya bitch
When I pop
Ain't no way yeah
Ain't no way you make it thru the door
We just tryna break the bank
And build a shop and call it home
Why you hating, fuck it
While you hate I'll go make me some more
Said we just tryna break the bank
So pick the Mic up from the floor
Dear god I'm a sinner
Dear god I'm a sinner
Dear god I'm a sinner
Fucking different hoes taking none of em out for dinner
Aight cool, life feel like shit?
I use a tool when I deal with bricks
Ain't finna fall like wisp
I finna fly like kicks
Got me the flyest bitch
Diminish all my kids
Finish on her eyelids
Some wonder for a minute
If I'm in it for a minute
Boy I be in it to win it
So many synonyms send em in
I ain't her or him when I'm on reprise
So if you in the game I pray you make it out alive
Peace out
Ain't no way yeah
Ain't no way you make it thru the door