Baby,
give me some cash.
I got a buck like a den, I got nine.
Know he screamin' for the law,
we know no bye-bye.
Smokin' weed at the church, he's a rasta.
Diggin' cashes out the dirt, he's a bye-bye.
She didn't add it on my shirt, so I clean her.
After I clean her,
then you know that she gone bye-bye.
Gotta go pick up my shirts, I have to clean her.
Unlike dirt, we don't slap, we just ride by.
When she got her testin' back,
she got her beamin'.
She a thicc bitch, but she only five-five.
She talkin' down on niggas,
cause she think he need him.
But when he got her trashin' back,
he had to fine-fine.
Me and Lil' Ola, we locked in for five-five.
There were three,
but I should've said it five-time.
When she got her testin' back,
she got her beamin'.
She a thicc bitch, but she only five-five.
Talkin' down on niggas,
cause she think he need him.
When he got her trashin' back,
he had to fine-fine.
This a bubble coat,
you can only wear this in the snow.
I need Kobe Bryant,
nigga,
that's the price for a bowl.
This a model watch,
you can only wear this in the store.
She at my spot,
nigga,
you can't come and get your hoe.
This a hot spot,
I ain't even try to hit your hoe.
Watch,
cost 50,
nigga,
that's the price in the store.
Lay on top with me,
nigga,
I ain't talkin' bout the road.
Should've dropped out of school,
I ain't made the under-road.
Should've dropped out,
I was busy tryin' to chase a hoe.
College dropout, I ain't playin' with.
On the go,
this a Draco,
nigga,
try to run,
he a choke.
Got 19, but the 17, Gen 4.
This a Reebok, and the Vulture Gang on my coat.
Pourin' green up,
he's fake on 24. All you mean,
huh?
Bitch, look at the count of my coat.
All you mean, huh?
Bitch, this ain't La Costa, it's Coach.
Let it ride.
If
I'm feelin' like this,
then I know the time right.
I got buku bitches, but they in my hindsight.
High as * on the clout, this a 9 flight.
I got bucks like a den, I got 9 life.
I got bucks like a den, I got 9 life.
Know we screamin' for the light,
we don't know bye-bye.
Smokin' weed at the church, he's a rasta.
He's a bye-bye.
She didn't edit on my shirt, so I clean her.
After I clean her,
then you know that she gon' bye-bye.
Gotta go pick up my shirts,
I have to clean them.
Unlike dirt, we don't slide, we just ride by.
When she got her testic back, she got a Beamer.
She a thick bitch, but she only 5'5".
She talkin' down on niggas,
cause she think he need him.
But when he got it,
trashin' back,
he had to find him.
I ain't tryna fuss no more.
Gave my lit partner my big,
cause I can't trust no hoe.
I used to sit and plot on licks,
but now I'm up 4 scopes.
They done tryna get that money,
now I'm lit for sure.
Let's go.
Tell them niggas they don't want no smoke.
That's O.
Had to move out of the hood, cause I'm rich.
That's Po. Get up MJ in the woods,
with the walk.
Let's po.
Even Tomo know it's good,
we got rich,
I'll smoke.
If I'm feelin' like this,
then I know the time right.
I got more than just what they in my house.
High as * on the cloud, like a 9'5".
I got 4, like a 10, I got 9'5".
I got 4, like a 10, I got 9'5".
On the street, on the lobby, on the bye-bye.
Fuckin' weed at the church, it's a robbery.
Diggin' cash,
it's like the Dutch,
it's a bribery.