I just wanna say from the bottom of me heart I'd like to take this chance to apologize To absolutely nobody! The double champ does what the fuck he wants!
(Uh, woo, aye) 'Bout to go stupid again She out the roof of the Benz I'm 'bout to do it and get her I'ma fuck 2 of her friends Just made a flip out the wok Flood the Frank Mueller I jump out the jeweler again I fucked my money up on re-up But I got it right back and I blew it again
Uhh, aye, pack full of bricks Back selling Knicks like Ewing again Trap ain't bump like this since '06, Soldier Boy shit starting, U'ing again Clear it out Brrrt, stick em Air it out Brrt, flip em Where abouts? I ain't never 'bout give em Fair amounts I ain't never finna hit 'em with Tripling and double up the stash Quarter brick, another half And I got another 20 on the vigilant Spatula and flipping in a cat in from the kitchen I would hustle till the car came with another brick in it Crib came with another bitch in it If you ain't getting litty with the shitty I'ma put another bitch in it Bitch better hit me with "D-Troat" (Oh!) And no I ain't talking about Michigan Aye, oh, uhh, damn, shit I'm going stupid and shit She played the flute with my dick, wrist sick I got the flu on a bitch I play cool on a bitch Hit it, stick, that's how I do on ya bitch What I'ma do in this bitch? Pussy was great, flew out and flew in this bitch 40 its shining and shining Way in the hills I'm high in the climate Niggas is tricking and niggas is simpin' Paying for heels and wining and dining Jewish lawyers on the phone call I said I'ma sign that lil' shit when I sign it I got these Benjamin Frank on my body Ain't finna fuck if that shit ain't exotic (Woo!) 10 trap phones 'cause the bitch keep on calling Sleeping on the floor, I been scamming getting it all in Do the money dance when the money fall Nigga fuck my ex, I'm un involved You could suck my dick and lick a nut too Yeah, you don't like me nigga, fuck you, fuck you, fuck youuu!
Damn, he running through all this paper That's what I do to a hater Don't touch 2 things My hair and my paper Passing that bitch and she hot Pass her like hot potato I grind, I skate her If she look good, I might date her Pussy was good and I ate her Lil' bitch I'm major Woo!
Wait, hold the fuck up, hold the fuck up, hold up So we both pull up to the function, know what I'm sayin'? You pull up with ya bitch in a 458 I pull up with my bitch in 488 You pull up beside my shit like "Yo, what's the difference between my 458 and your 488?" It's 'bout like 80 to 100 thousand cocksucker, beat it
Woo!
'Bout to go stupid again She out the roof of the Benz I'm 'bout to do it and get her I'ma fuck 2 of her friends Just made a flip out the wok Flood the Frank Mueller I jump out the Jewler again I fucked my money up on re-up But I got it right back and I blew it again
Ahaha And we don't wanna hear no sucker shit after this shit either, nigga Know what I'm sayin'? Oh, you worried about your bitch? Yeah, yeah she's here Namsayin'? Qui qui, parlez-vous français and all that good shit Straight off the run way in Paris nigga I could give 10 fucks bout a bitchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
