Smoking on strong, money long, we reason with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian Met this bad little broad, she was out in the middle of the day I started early Balling in the middle of the trap, we ain't finger up to the judge and I'm smirking Bring your squad 'cause you know my gang me Drop the top on the car, let the breathe Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Commas, commas, commas, commas, cashing We fight time and and time and time and time and time
I told my plug "You know what I From you I get on Yeah, uh Two bricks, a beam and a phone So I can make a storm like I do"
Banging with my friends, nigga that's spit like a Uzi do You'll be so hard to identify you're Hit up from your to your corns and still bleeding All my niggas of the corn like Stephen King, I met broad she was curvy Bitch started twerking when them start urr-ing Getting money since Money' And if you real you vouch for me I still need my Block Is Hot I ain't fucking with these pussies they got something Trampoline with the work, I got the block
I told my "You know what I need From you I get on Two bricks, a beam and a phone So I can make a storm like do"
Bad bitch on my arm my new lil boo Pussy be so warm and it's Fruit on this dick, I got her twat jumping Trampoline with the work, I got the jumping on a brick in case the cops coming Trafficking the work in her bra for me Wearing lingerie and heels 'round the for me Wearing lingerie and heels the house for me All these bitches try'na chill thaw out for me Trampoline with the work, I got the jumping Got the
We sipping that We sipping that We that dirty We that dirty, you know This Gat at your nose, nigga That vest save your soul, no We sipping dirty, yeah We doing dirty Haven't even heard you You left the kids by they They haven't even heard you We put your wig on a We unstable, We unstable, Your mama be of us They haven't heard from you, now they gotta search for you We unstable, It ain't looking too good for you, too for you ungrateful, yeah That's why I label, yeah I live for myself, yeah I give to myself, yeah Look at all the shit I gave you, Look I did for myself I never hid myself I got no ceilings, yeah I ain't got no feelings for niggas, no I don't want no dealings with niggas, no