[Chorus: Shad Da God] Who you gon vibe with, who you gon link with, who you gon pour shit up with Who you gon count with, who you gon truck with, who you gon call for the fuck shit I had to type in the addy, pull up for that money, pull up for that money God please bless these jewels, need a momant of silance I Gucci my shirt, I fuck with them fabrics I up it one time, I'm tucking that ratchet I fuck that lil bitch, she nut and I pass it I think I want money before I get the mansion I'm geeked off a piece of grass in the attic Bands on the bandana I'm reppin that lifestyle, we living lavish My nigga we rag to riches like Aladdin
[Verse 1: Shad Da God] God please bless these jewels, need a moment of silence I come from pimping, that trapping, that iolence They talking bout God got more tools than O'Rielly's I walked in that club, had that bitch round my privates I finally gotta pack it, [?] got a ratchet Can't trust these lil hoes, but I do [?] and pass it Lil fuck and she bad, [?] like Hi-Tec Little bitch, I slap on her ass and Michael Jack, we really [?] where them racks at I was plotting with that shit, [?] got a [?] I don't care about that shit, I'm the type of motherfucker really wanna see you [?] You can tell my bitch, nigga I don't even need her back Who she gone vibe with, [?] This is my sock, shoe, [?] shit Pull up at my video shoot, 30 KillTec And we at the same [?] where we sold crack at Fill the sink in the apartment with the backend We keep the trap closed like a casket Water on me, my AP look like a Patek Water her pussy, she drip on my satins I had to fuck that bitch like a savage Fuck this shit
[Chorus: Shad Da God] Who you gon vibe with, who you gon link with, who you gon pour shit up with Who you gon count with, who you gon truck with, who you gon call for the fuck shit I had to type in the addy, pull up for that money, pull up for that money God please bless these jewels, need a momant of silance I Gucci my shirt, I fuck with them fabrics I up it one time, I'm tucking that ratchet I fuck that lil bitch, she nut and I pass it I think I want money before I get the mansion I'm geeked off a piece of grass in the attic Bands on the bandana I'm reppin that lifestyle, we living lavish My nigga we rag to riches like Aladdin
[Verse 2: Lil Durk] How the fuck you want some Gucci lil bitch, I give you the fix You know I just chace cheques Percocet, Adderall, I'm a junky, so you know I need a taste test I signed my name on the leese, [?] I put some [?] on the [?] so it race, yeah I mix a lil bitty t with [?] Nut on her face, and I tell her that's a face tat Bring the gass, no backyard New Shanell, international [?] Shad Da God I give them pills, and they blast they car Me, Imma keep riding round with a nice Glock Save 30 K, Imma put it on your head, spend that at Icebox Shootouts when the night comes Bitch tryna fuck on her cycle Free all my niggas in chain gang, shout out the trentches, they forever gang bang [?] You niggas [?] Niggas switching, they do it for the fame fame [?] don't ever drop name names
[Chorus: Shad Da God] Who you gon vibe with, who you gon link with, who you gon pour shit up with Who you gon count with, who you gon truck with, who you gon call for the fuck shit I had to type in the addy, pull up for that money, pull up for that money God please bless these jewels, need a momant of silance I Gucci my shirt, I fuck with them fabrics I up it one time, I'm tucking that ratchet I fuck that lil bitch, she nut and I pass it I think I want money before I get the mansion I'm geeked off a piece of grass in the attic Bands on the bandana I'm reppin that lifestyle, we living lavish My nigga we rag to riches like AladdinTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
