[Verse 1] Better act right cause I smack dykes Give 'em blow and a bit of that bagpipe Bitch wanna live that rap life But I already hit that last night Think you're fucking with me, huh? Must be hitting that crack-pipe I be making my money Thank God I learned how to act right My cash like that cocaine Give me more, say give me more Don't worry about it, ain't no thing Big titty hoes in my videos Classy bitch, don't kiss and tell Smack her ass and then wish her well Life sucks, better give 'em hell Get money, fuck girls, free Biggavel A million in my briefcase Gotta shop for some real estate Up at the party with drugs though Turn it up, bitch feel the bass Throwing money, in your face Feeling good, living great Bad bitches in different states It's like I think I'm Vincent Chase With pornstars, sports cars And my crib got a courtyard? How we get all this money though? You know how big his tours are? Greedy bitch, you a needy bitch Want some money, but need some dick I'm about monogram When I die bitch she fuck my hologram though When I die bitch she fuck my hologram though When I die bitch she fuck my hologram When I die bitch she fuck my hologram My hologram
[Hook] We in my black Benz, windows up Getting head, smoking blunts Everybody know what's up And I turn them girls to sluts Crib's like a mob boss My bitch get my car washed We don't stop, my dick out, her jaw drop
Cause all we do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck All she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck All she, all she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck All she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck Fuck
[Verse 2] Don't I look like a drug dealer? Don't I look like I'm somebody Killing beats with that Murder Inc. Don't I look like I'm Irv Gotti Riding through with my hippy van You broke bitches don't give a damn You softer than the Michelin man Your bitch put her pussy on Instagram Better go hard when my flow start They brand new but they old cars Your pockets is on low carbs She do a show, she a pornstar In the penthouse, with the pants down With the camera out, no hands now Them hard drugs, we don't ran out Can't believe that's someone's grand child She's so bad but I like it (like it) Wanna hear your pussy I'll mic it My credit card bill is righteous but Girl that ass is so priceless Spend the night with The right bitch My dick ill, my pipe sick Small pussy, tight fit She loves to sniff that white shit Fuck free, no charge I play with that pussy like Mozart Eat that pussy, I won't starve Love the pussy with my whole heart Bitch named Layla my Clapton ho Gimme head put the Benz in captain mode And my belt monogram When I die bitch she fuck my hologram though When I die bitch she fuck my hologram though When I die bitch she fuck my hologram
[Hook] We in my black Benz, windows up Getting head, smoking blunts Everybody know what's up And I turn them girls to sluts Crib's like a mob boss My bitch get my car washed We don't stop, my dick out, her jaw drop
Cause all we do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck All she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck All she, all she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck All she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck FuckTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
