I don't know what these haters be talkin, I pop any chick that I want Put yo girl in back of that bach, main two reasons she ain't gone front I menage with her and her friend, put my main homie on one Boy my neck and wrist so stupid, and my pockets be on so dumb Because I'm on one, haters we never condone em Penthouse full of some bad bitches, me and my homie gone shone some It's MMG, ridin around is this [?] And I'm leanin of that purple shit so judge me like your honor OH! I'm feelin so cold, yea we ridin dirty but the whip clean But think a couple years ago, I was in the cell when I was 18 And what's up with these new bitches, and y they all wanna fuck so easy And what's up with these new niggas, and y they all wanna talk so greasy But get it while you here boy Cause I got that money to make you disappear boy It on my mind, don't make me put it on your head boy I been super fly since rozzay took me to that clearport Nigga what you know about that Ridin around town with like 4 or 5 straps Trunk full of raw And we dippin from the law Just came from the cell I ain't goin right back Pull up in the bent they ain't gone like that Box thse niggas they don't never fight back Diamond and my neck and my wrist white black Killin these niggas I ain't even write that N I be stuntin cause I ain't never had' Got these bitches wavin like they tryna catch a cab They wanna fuck a nigga good so they can touch a bag She had the nerve to say she luv me and I fuckin laughedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
