Watch how they flock to the kid Pill pop, nauseous again Mama said I was born to win Okay cool bool, I'ma get it in Okay cool bool, I'ma get it in Secure the bag, yeah, I'll go get it then On yo ass, yeah, pull up with the tints Fuck nigga don't tempt me Make 'em take off like a ten speed Big ol' gun in the Fendi
Hands up, bitch this a stick up Look up, my car like a spaceship Smokin' cookie bought 'em by the cases This Dior on my feet ain't no K-Swiss My lil' niggas are demons in training Shoot a fuck nigga in the head Head shots, head shots, no legs I just want some head Burberry on the bed (Ya dig?) It cost to live how I live I'm tryna roll off an E Have your little bitch swallow my kids Off the molly feel like Lil' Bill Lord knows I love my pills Lord knows I love my thrills, and clothes I got kicks like im FIFA Cracking cards and hoes, a bad bitch on a visa Ain't no boxing, ho, got my hand on my heater Big ass choppa knockin' Bullet hole in your noggin Fuck ass nigga stop floggin You know you don't got it, you know you don't got it You know that you niggas don't got it And if I don't got it I'm finna go get it and flip that shit just for some profit, yeah Just for some profit Anything for the dollars, yeah, even shooting your father
Ooh oh, let these fuck niggas know Oh, I'm down to go, I'm on go, I'm on go
Damn, sippin' fours got me slow, yeah Fuck your ho after my show, yeah She in love with the G-L-O, glo, glo Taking a downer, fucking your bitch 'bout to drown in her I get the money profoundly Count it up, count it up, bounce Throw it on her ass she bounce it Put it on the counter she count it I didn't even need to count it I'm havin' rich nigga problems We got your business surrounded I'm in the club with a .40 I told you I don't need a bouncer Fuckin' that bitch from the back through the zipper ain't take off my trousers Off of a Percocet 30 and 10 I can fuck for an hour, hour, hour, hour, hour (24 hours) This world is ours, you just livin' in it I been had the drip, you niggas just getting to get it I get it get it, Jesse White I'm finna flip it, flip it I fuck that bitch in a minute minute I fuck that bitch for a minute minute
Watch how they flock to the kid Pill pop, nauseous again Mama said I was born to win Okay cool bool, I'ma get it in Okay cool bool, I'ma get it in Secure the bag, yeah, I'll go get it then On yo ass, yeah, pull up with the tints Fuck nigga don't tempt me Make 'em take off like a ten speed Big ol' gun in the FendiTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
