You know what it do nigga You know the size of it too money Young I dont know what be thinkin shorty But fuck 'em, you know they be about my homies Yeah, If we dont know nothin, we know we grind for the shine daddy Believe One million, two million, million, four million You it? If you cant bitch, go get your nose straightened out
{Lil You at a soldier I'm the sure thing Born and raised in the of a poor ring I turned a bad thing a good thing Listenin to malcom feelin i've been hoodwinked I could think about and its promises But I'ma just load my gat on some shit And when i hear they got a on it I take a out of rap and I hustle til I'm out of it Yeah, you can the work in the car seats Smell you in the if you at all speak Shit, I got on my neck bitch and all my teeth 52 carrots, bunny, all drug money I got an x-connect on the west I buy 'em for five and sell 'em for mo' Fo' sho I'm with the flo But a few know That I'm a on the low
Look into the eyes of a baby Yeah, money get it and the I get it Its money ova Yeah, you know its money ova Know go get my Look into the eyes of a baby Yeah, I'ma get it and the I get it Its money ova Yeah, you know its money ova go get my money
{Lil it out the wrapper Sit it on the Break a gram off and put it in my nose She me how it feels numb, She's froze Bitch! up and help me cook these hoes I gotta get my up 'cause all I eat is dough I'm a mothafucka watch your feets, your toes I bang this you cant keep the clothes Thats mouth we're talkin bout Stop out your face Before I have a bugs shots jumpin out ya face One shot will knock your scrungie out of place Tony Dungie I dont play I Hoe, I raid on the cockroach, die slow I know my flow is than 50 Summertime in the stove As he drove black bentley coupe through the city All the try to get me and I let 'em
{Lil Yeah, I got on my wrists a rainy day schedule Rain diamonds nigga a rainy day bezzle Yellow earings Sunny day Its my niggas Its eyeview I'd straight you The on the sidelines Looking for the But I give 'em guidelines Hard and pistols 5 hard, 5 soft, wrapped up in Say you better get back before I start to miss you Its the baby pardon all my issues I get it I'm a hustla to my tennis shoe them boys come on in the swimming pool Send a Then I eat 'em up like dinner And I'm with keys in the inner tube They prolly see my driving pounds in the 22's All 51 in the 47 boy, dope boy Thats they all yellin
{Lil Shut the fuck up, I dont need ya'll niggas.......... p