I don't *** with you niggas, don't *** with you bitches I'm grindin', I'm grindin' the road to the riches You niggas is bitches, always in your feelings My bitch ain't got feelings, my dick is her dick Yeah, Danny? Woah I don't *** with you niggas, don't *** with you bitches I'm grindin', I'm grindin' the road to the riches You niggas is bitches, always in your feelings My bitch ain't got feelings, my dick is her dick This K.O., then I'm finished Niggas is not on my level, my mind is the level You ain't reached my level, bitch, get on my level Suspect like the devil, I'm smokin' blue heaven Used to rap in the village, was idiot devil Moved to the city, I move like some traffic I ain't smokin' diesel, this bitch got me laughin' I ain't rollin' right past you, your bitch in the passenger Shoot me, it's dope, I-I killed a messenger Aiming to fix you up, I owe my messenger Pray on my sons, nigga, I need my blessers up Nigga, I need my blessers up Yeah Danny? Woah Hey Woah Yeah Woah Jay 410 Yeah Yeah Yeah Ay Ay 410 Yeah Yeah With this, you spat me back Won't see you a second time Been here before like I lived here a second time Remember them days, it's a paradox Still got the moves, still got the moves Keep steppin' through, hit your bitch with the boom I'm-I'm tryna win, you ***ers lose Wavy, I cruise, I'm trippin', I groove Eat it like glue, you pickle, you choose Shooter, the cruise, *** out my way Off to the money, I cannot be late Pickle, you choose, you real or you fake Prayin' to God, nigga, just for your sake I, Johnny K, with the kick to the bass Ain't real with yourself, nigga, that is a shame Shoot shootersers, they hit you, they don't miss the aim Keep tellin' these niggas that we not the same Get it up, get it up Live it up, live it up Whip it up, whip it up We don't really give a *** We just want the money, yeah We just want the money, yeah We just want the money We just want the money, yeah Whip it up Whip it up Stop Whip it up Stop Stop Whip it up Stop Whip it up Stop Whip it up Fly rubber