� Music Outro �
People tell me that I'm really a villain
Better just know, better just know, white nigga
Better just know, better just know, white nigga
I walk out in the body and I'm feeling it
I got your girl and she know she gon' kill it
One eye on my head, cuddlin' bitch
I * a bitch, gotta kill the *
I knock her off like friends
Blacks and all, finesse and all
Rich homie, R.P.B.
Don't you think we drop it?
I switch to the turbo with the *
Yeah, mama, mama
Yeah, mama, mama
Up with the dick, up with the kid
Yeah, too bad
Whole money, she's wearing my nuts, that kid
I told you, baby
Stick out her tongue like kids
I can take all of your bitches, your friends
I can take all of your bitches' hands
I can do that and I whip your new bands
Chippin' them packs and I whip a sedan
I * them bitches, you know she's on dance
I don't give a * about them niggas and friends
Gotta reload with the pipe in this bitch
I need some more and you swiping this bitch
I move with niggas and rapping with foes
Did everything and I do, I suppose
* on that bitch and I came from the north
I want the bread and I got it, you know
I got the kids low, I got them low
We selling the soul, we just want the dough
We just want the dough, we want the dough
Money, come with the dro
Are you walking to the moon, I'm killing *
People tell me that I'm really feeling it
Better just low, better just low
Buy any bid
Better just low, better just low
I'm letting money be the song
Are you walking to the moon, I'm killing *
People tell me that I'm really feeling it
Better just low, better just low
Buy any bid
Better just low, better just low
Thank you.
Thank you.