Smoking on strong, long, we don't reason Probably with my niggas, but my Polynesian Met bad little broad, she was curvy Sipped out in the middle of the day I started Balling in the middle of the trap, we worried finger up to the judge and I'm smirking Bring your squad you know my gang with me Drop the top on the car, let the breathe Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas We fight time and time and time and time and time and
I my plug "You know what I need From you I get on Yeah, uh Two bricks, a triple beam and a So I can a storm like I usually do"
Banging with my friends, nigga Soo-woo Calico like a Uzi do You'll be so to identify when you're Hit up from your arms to corns and still bleeding All my niggas of the corn like Stephen King, I met this broad she was started twerking when them whips start urr-ing Getting money 'Got Money' And if you you could vouch for me I still need my Block Is Hot I ain't with these pussies like they got something with the work, I got the block jumping
I told my "You know what I need you when I get on Two bricks, a triple and a phone So I can make a storm like do"
Bad bitch on my arm my new lil boo Pussy be so warm and it's Fruit Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping on a brick in case the cops coming Trafficking with the in her bra for me Wearing lingerie and 'round the house for me Wearing and heels 'round the house for me All these bitches try'na chill thaw out for me Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping Got the
We sipping that We sipping that We sipping dirty We that dirty, you know This Gat pointed at nose, nigga That vest can't your soul, no We sipping dirty, yeah We them dirty Haven't heard from you You left the kids by self They haven't even from you We put your wig on a We unstable, We unstable, Your be afraid of us They haven't even heard from you, now gotta search for you We unstable, It ain't looking too good for you, too for you ungrateful, yeah That's why I label, yeah I live for myself, yeah I give to myself, yeah Look at all the shit I gave you, what I did for myself I never hid myself I got no ceilings, yeah I ain't got no feelings for niggas, no I don't want no with them niggas, no