Word on the street, they got a little bitty hit out Really 'round Atlanta, I can make a nigga get out If anything, I got mo' respect for your bitch Nigga, you a bitch, we don't shoot and miss Glock 19, 9-4 and it spit out Double R underneath the door when I get out Touchin' on my fans, had to tell the bro to chill out I done fucked your whole gang, down the road and you still out Undercover rat, pussy nigga, you a sellout Every show I get, either packed, or it sell out I've been ballin' hard, you on the bench, you gotta sit out Know a nigga mad, he can't even put a hit out Middle of the winter, drop-top with a mink on Bad little thot, yeah, she say that's hertheme-song I done made a whole million dollars off a flip-phone No Soulja Boy, that bitch ain't even have a ring tone
Skinny Mike Amiri's like I skate We just fuck around, we don't date I went straight up to the mall, so they hate And I got a lotta cars, they all on the dick
I was at the bottom, literally, I was boxed in Then I took off, ain't have no other option I was too gone, now a nigga just pop shit I was in Japan, buyin'jewelry up and blowin' Yen Call overseas, tellin' youngin to spin again I don't throw rocks and hide my hand 'Cause I'm a man Mean cash in a book bag, I'm a big dog Threw my shot at any nigga bitch I think I'm Chris Paul Sippin' all these meds, a nigga gotta be throwed off I was gettin' head, fucked around and I dozed off Rolls Royce truck, crank it and let the nose out Everything I say, I went did it, boy I'm the chosen child
Skinny Mike Amiri's like I skate We just fuck around, we don't date I went straight up to the mall, so they hate And I got a lotta cars, they all on the dick
I was at the bottom, literally, I was boxed in Then I took off, ain't have no other option I was too gone, now a nigga just pop shit I was in Japan, buyin'jewelry up and blowin' Yen
Safe deposit box is on fleek And my bank account I don't touch it I'ma get it out the street Got your vibe all on my drip, she say you cheap And she know I'm having money, buy her some titties and some teeth Catchin' two flights every day, the only time we get some sleep Kept it real and they be cappin', really, you can't compete I spend it all on bullets, niggas don't wanna beef Got a D-Boy swag, pull up SRT Ainl playin' with nobody, nobody don't play with me Got a driver for my car, he take me from A to Z Got some homies on the yard, I probably1! never see If the money was the issue, I promise they'll be free They was sleeping on me bad They fuck around woke up a beast Switch it up, I went romantic Took my shorty out to Greece Every city that I go to, gotta link up with the street I'm too humble for 'em Guess that's why they thinkin' I was sweet
Skinny Mike Amiri's like I skate We just fuck around, we don't date I went straight up to the mall, so they hate And I got a lotta cars, they all on the dick
I was at the bottom, literally, I was boxed in Then I took off, ain't have no other option I was too gone, now a nigga just pop shit I was in Japan, buyin'jewelry up and blowin' YenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
