[Verse 1] Aight I'm on 'em like click clock, red dot One flinch, fifth pop, head shot Rap is mine, hip-hop, headlock Time is money, tick tock, bread drop Red drop top down while she top me off Cause I make the paper double like I'm running copies off Keep running circles around rappers and I'll be signed But I'll be dammed if it ain't looking like a Audi sign Fuck it pop some bottles off its party time My flow over niggas heads like an Arby's sign Where they do that at? I'm from where they doin' it at I'm prob'ly up in Gucci coppin' everything you pointed at Wrapping rubber bands around knots on niggas So your bitch follow me when she not on Twitter You know I keep a chick or two Just trying to bring a chick or more Known to take three chicks and put 'em in a figure four Boy, you can see the game through this artist's eyes I push a yellow school bus I got retarded drive I'm from the bottom boy, I don't give two fucks Broke up with my bitch and all I needed was my toothbrush Give me some polo V-necks and some new chucks And I can make a couple hundred thousand out of two bucks Little kids screaming, "Los bring the roof back!" And when it disappear they screaming, "Los bring the roof back!" I'll have your ho parting thighs in my new V I had your whole starting five in the 2-3 I'll bitch your starters and make them start to bitch I'll bench ya starters and make you start your bench Nigga I start the Bentley and garage the six Hook up with two broads around five and menage at six 5..4..3,2, uno Clique push weight like we do sumo Wrestling, no question, Los flexing, don't test him Y'all niggas got, no bitches, no bottles, no section And I ain't got no pity, no sorrow, no remorse I'm married to the mothafucking money, no divorce She morse, she dripping, she wet, she cumming She told her girlfriend she said, "Next time, she coming!" A-long cause I make her cum a long time 'Til it sounds like she's humming a song of mine When a ace on the table, jokers get they queen took Beat her with the dope dick, leave her with the fiend look Drop-top Mazi's on Asanti's that's a mean look Three-quarter-sleeve Gucci button down, clean look Riding with a redbone, look the way her team look So you better bet it's goin' down like a Kareem hook Yeah I want the milli-ons and not the one that Dream took Point three, ghetto dope bitch I let the thing cook, uh...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
