I'm the same nigga that came from the bottom I don't really care what they think about me I don't give a fuck what that hoe said I just know the lil bitch better not come back 'round me Oh, he dissin', man I said that, new 'Vette I did that New stick I cop that, that's yo' bitch I pop that
Young ass nigga with a whole lotta money Lot of bags in, and a lot of bags comin' Young bad bitch at the table with somethin' You already know that I'm loaded of Ganja AP, half a ticket on me, new bitch, quarter mil' on her My lean, don' touch my cup That's your bitch, I don't want her B say, "Trust, and don't love no hoe" I be in all type of shit that they don't know Nine stick in my whip like Romo New whip I cop came with turbo Stick in my denim, so I can't keep my pants low Ten niggas with me, try n do it at the [?] Rosary, my whole arm, so Hatin' ass nigga tryin' double back and backdoor If I don't keep a thing, keep the money and a strap though You ain't thinkin' with your brain, it get left in your lap bro Try me, I ain't worried 'bout them, so So, I'm gon' get the money 'til I'm gone, that's how that go '911 ride it, see the top all gone I'm probably doin' business, got six iPhones I'm livin' how I'm livin', don't right my wrongs And you knowin' that I'm at it to the end, I'm gon'
Oh, he dissin', man I said that, new 'Vette I did that New stick I cop that, that's yo' bitch I pop that I'm the same nigga that came from the bottom I don't really care what they think about me I don't give a fuck what that hoe said I just know the lil bitch better not come back 'round me
New chick, and lil shawty eighteen With a new AP rosegold, my bitch Got a beam on the glizzy, got a beam on the stick Eight racks total on a Balmain fit Say a nigga want smoke, let me call my nigga Money comin' by the load, U-Haul got bigger Plenty my friends, they done came through the backdoor Slidin' out a Benz, on the body you see a crack hole Straight tens, she basic, exotic my whips, X rated In the projects with some Crips, I ain't never ever tradin' Really in the field like a Oakland Raider Out the caddy, he be whippin' the uzi Get a mattress and we gon' fill it with groupies Hunnid shots out the clip, make a movie Matte black Hellcat with the toolie Get your hat back, for you say you gon' do me Blue flag, steady dissin' his dead ass Who died? I'm in love with her red ass Grimey lil nigga gone empty the whole mag Such a slimey lil nigga, in love with a [?] Fuck all that dissin', boy come and get your bro back Lil shawty go missin' nigga come get your hoe back
Oh, he dissin', man I said that, new 'Vette I did that New stick I cop that, that's yo' bitch I pop that I'm the same nigga that came from the bottom I don't really care what they think about me I don't give a fuck what that hoe said I just know the lil bitch better not come back 'round meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.