Hey, what you doin' with that dope if you ain't sellin' that, you heard? Got some young niggas pull up and sat some Hellcats on the curb We got whatever you need, if you shoppin', we gon' serve Feed the J's, now they gettin' greedy, turn the trap up like a purge They know I'm hell when I'm well, well, I'm well now I got some bales 'round my neck, go bring the scale out We makin' sales, we can't tell nobody our whereabouts Bro sittin' in the jail, we gon' go and tear the jail down
Cook it, then remix it, then go flip it, turn it to somethin' Twenty freaky bitches, Airbnb, they tryna fuck somethin' Twenty niggas with me, bet a nigga ain't gon' touch one 'Cause that's twenty firearms and everybody ready to bust one Bitch, I hang with hustlers, we workin' these hoes While I rock out the crowd, they sellin' pussy at my shows I'm smellin' like Dior, I got 'em grabbin' on my clothes Don't leave nothin' in my cup, I drink it up every time I pour Lights, camera, action, grab the camera, make a movie Perky in her system, that's why she been feelin' groovy Bankroll in my pocket, that bitch thicker than Big Judy She talkin' 'bout she like me, hear that all the time from groupies, you heard?
Hey, what you doin' with that dope if you ain't sellin' that, you heard? Got some young niggas pull up and sat some Hellcats on the curb We got whatever you need, if you shoppin', we gon' serve Feed the J's, now they gettin' greedy, turn the trap up like a purge They know I'm hell when I'm well, well, I'm well now I got some bales 'round my neck, go bring the scale out We makin' sales, we can't tell nobody our whereabouts Bro sittin' in the jail, we gon' go and tear the jail down
We had to grab them firearms 'cause it get violent Came here to perform, don't make my clique shoot up the party White bitches love me, moshpit, they goin' gnarly That ass fake, but shawty still thick, call her a Barbie Never met a street nigga like me 'cause I just started She said she couldn't tell I was a beast 'cause I'm too charmin' Unc' turned in the trap, he got that super soft like Charmin Security's just a cover-up, we still move like the Army Neck be up on super-soak, walk in and it start stormin', you heard? Send shots inside the crowd, don't do no warnings, you heard? The Dior don, I rock expensive garments, you heard? Give the valet extra, tell them pull the cars on the curb
Hey, what you doin' with that dope if you ain't sellin' that, you heard? Got some young niggas pull up and sat some Hellcats on the curb We got whatever you need, if you shoppin', we gon' serve Feed the J's, now they gettin' greedy, turn the trap up like a purge They know I'm hell when I'm well, well, I'm well now I got some bales 'round my neck, go bring the scale out We makin' sales, we can't tell nobody our whereabouts Bro sittin' in the jail, we gon' go and tear the jail downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
