[Verse 1:] Bread winners at the round table look who live that fly life Marijuana high time making show my vibe right Chick real fine thick thighs in the lime light Discussing aspirations only to get my mind right This is Benz precision This is air bag carry on aromatic suspension Fake rappers should mention (Kevin Gates) You fagots all gay this fake rappers convention Reason why they like me reason they an't felling you Believe in God not in the facade that I'm bullet proof All you talk bout is killing an't nobody shoot at you Fed the hood in the park Dead Game grilling stakes Had a couple hundred grand don't know how a mill a taste You niggas paying for a hit I get it on the love Selling keys me and B watching out fah bloods Side line beef keep it street get it out the mud
[Verse 2:] Watching movies in my condo Perkins Row I often wonder if my neighbors know I'm working blow Responsibility acquired due to crack alley Watching out fah back stabbers better with the mathematics I'm in Shenanigans not a bit embarrassed I'm the shit you niggas lame and you lake swagger Let my dreads hang don't do alotta braging Catch me late night lurking on a collage campus Girls dormitory taking off designer fabrics I been yah girl backwards on the bottom mattress You prolly think you know yo girl but I know her best I know her pussy got an odor she be over dressed You notice every time she round me it's nothing to say I rub between her crotch stick my fingers in her face Oh I exposed one you know what's up nigga Pick up the phone yo Foots come pick me up nigga
[Verse 3:] (I an't never ask for it with no nigger but I dam show gone bring it believe that) Change on my brain and every body want it Don't be misguide body armer got a body on it Walk up on side me nod at you and somebody on yah Last nigga tried died hes a fucking goner Behind somebody house on a fucking corner I'm like dam lips you was like my lil brother All of ya'll took you to the mall like my lil brother NIgga choked you out put his hands on you You was round me nigga never put his hands on you NIgga respect me bitch I'm out here Niggas hide in the house they don't come out here I be telling niggas chill for they own good Bitch ass nigga ant even safe in they own hood I an't playing round bitch I'm spraying rounds Shit so gangster make yah main man lay em down Shit so gangster make yah main man lay em down ... (And that be off top)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
