Smoking on strong, long, we don't reason with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian Met bad little broad, she was curvy Sipped out in the middle of the day I started Balling in the middle of the trap, we ain't Middle up to the judge and I'm smirking Bring your squad 'cause you know my gang me Drop the top on the car, let the breathe Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, snatching Michael Myers, Bates, Charles Manson Commas, commas, commas, commas, cashing We fight time and time and time and and time and time
I my plug "You know what I need you when I get on Yeah, uh Two bricks, a triple beam and a So I can make a storm I usually do"
with my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo Calico spit a Uzi do You'll be so hard to when you're Hit up from your arms to your corns and still All my niggas children of the corn like King, I met this broad she was Bitch started when them whips start urr-ing Getting since 'Got Money' And if you real you vouch for me I need my Block Is Hot money I ain't fucking with these pussies like they got Trampoline with the work, I got the jumping
I told my "You know what I need From you I get on Two bricks, a beam and a phone So I can a storm like usually do"
Bad bitch on my arm my new lil boo Pussy be so warm and it's Juicy Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat with the work, I got the block jumping Vaseline on a in case the cops coming Trafficking the work in her bra for me Wearing lingerie and heels the house for me Wearing lingerie and 'round the house for me All these bitches try'na chill then out for me Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping Got the
We sipping dirty We sipping dirty We sipping that We that dirty, you know This Gat pointed at your nose, That can't save your soul, no We that dirty, yeah We doing them Haven't heard from you You left the by they self They even heard from you We put your wig on a We unstable, We unstable, Your mama be of us They haven't even heard from you, now they gotta for you We unstable, It ain't too good for you, too good for you You're ungrateful, That's why I switched label, I live for myself, yeah I gotta give to myself, at all the shit I gave you, yeah Look what I did for I never hid myself I got no ceilings, yeah I got no feelings for them niggas, no I don't no dealings with them niggas, no