Pull up in the vallet it look wings on my shit Talkin' sideways put a on my shit Ain't no so I lean on my bitch I pulled up with a bad bitch, I got her fiendin' for All that I need is a gunner, I promise to it 100 The coupe ain't come with no keys, not you spending 100 A nigga think is a disease, can't even keep it a 100 I keep it a 100, my pocket look with the cheese How many niggas me? I think it's a 100
Half of these rapper sucks, they a pacifier be told the other half are liars Box of Moe with in the foreign coupe on it like a appetizer Got a life where you've been (All in my business) Nigga personal I'm doing more just cause the work is slow Keeping it 100 like the goal I'm authentic keep my car's Probably cause I got broad in it The way she got my palms hitching talks and money's long with me The TIU up on my glisten Got more oil in me the car engine niggas know I'm from the H town So I'm coming down like a
Making all of these Gs can't even keep it 100 I got the trap bumping, what you want Call in put in order I got them birds in the water, on my son and my daughter I made a half from a quarter, I might hit helling business Nigga pigeons, bought the Rollie flooded the border See are you my nigga? Then La I can make a call and I get rid of you You can have that bitch I won't even her We them pounds like Jennifer nigga The phone steady ringing Money steady spinning I pulled up out of Lennox We got this from the trenches
up in the vallet it look like wings on my shit Talkin' put a beam on my shit Ain't no so I lean on my bitch I pulled up a bad bitch, I got her fiendin' for this All that I need is a gunner, I to keep it 100 The coupe ain't come with no keys, not you spending 100 A nigga think this is a disease, can't keep it a 100 I keep it a 100, my look swole with the cheese How many with me? I think it's a 100
Married to the game, need a out this bitch I'm may go insane, I'm not to this shit I'm a zombie, I want brain, I'll be for it Whoa, thou shall never change no reason for it Trying to get that out my piss Trying to get Gs out my bitch I had a uncle, used to smuggle, got 4 keys in this Too Gs in this bitch, but I'm not easy to spill As for blow, I was the dope, I'm the in the seal
When it was small faces, I was it 100 the 10s, 20s, 50s all I keep is the 100 My money here, don't come it cause it run just like money And my kilo my car, yeah the Porsche do 200 I'm riding for all of my niggas, no car Professionals with the music, we pros the tools How can I And I came her with nothing, got nothing to lose We out there, we active, got music so how can we snooze?