808 caught the jam Yo Cam Hey Broma DJ Flair, make the money flair Y'all hella faded I should lean on a celebration I just popped another 30 now I'm meditating If a nigga try to ride me I go super saiyan When I'm choppers out my niggas get to super slayin I don't leave em on the floor Hundred rounds we puttin' on the show Couple rounds when I'm diggin' in your hoe Pull this chopper out I'm shootin' at your bro Touch me I'm a rich son I just bought the whole plane I'm bout to sip some I just took a whole 30 on a sick one I don't hesitate with money I'ma get some I got real niggas and she know it If I pull this 40 out I'm finna blow it Give a good dick now she glowin' Remember she was innocent now she hopin' In a foreign whip and it's stolen Look at my mouth lil bitch I'm golden Look at my neck lil nigga all frozen Run up on us trippin' Get your jaw broke I can't relate Everywhere nigga go I get a plate nigga I ain't tiger but she say she wanna taste nigga I just popped another perk I'm outta space nigga Perk popper Boy I'm at space I be quittin' with you niggas ain't safe Give me head til you run outta the face Walked in now he runnin' out the place Only time when I run from the jakes Throwin' money boy I coulda bought a Wraith We're a lil' And you can't relate Pick it up lil bitch need a rake And a broom short on the way Need my money next day lil' By noon I don't do fronts Only smoke runs I don't smoke paper but I only smoke blunts Chop on my side I don't got it in the trunk Turn around bitch I don't wanna see a front Hit it from the back do it once a month I'm busy nigga you can hit me when you want Hit it from the back do it once a month I'm busy nigga you can hit me when you want Smokin' on the freeway Goin' up like a B-Day Sellin' dope off a prepaid Gettin' money each way Two hoes they get freaky Two pervs so geeky