dirty pistol havin' bodies
don't know what it cost i just buy it
she a whole 'nother bitch on the molly
young nigga playin' monopoly
the devil keep tryna jump all on my back
she won't get a call or text from me
these niggas takin' my recipe
money on the right and the left of me
gossippin' just like a bitch my nigga
i'm in the trap cookin' fish my nigga
you poppin' so fuck it let's hit my nigga
i'm stayin' away from the lames and thotties
i'm bout to get me a profit
colorful diamonds like i been playin' sorry
look at my bitch she a barbie
double cup sippin' on bar
the coolant it come with the tec
we got them choppers on deck when we boardin' them jets
i can not fuck up the reup
i'm tellin' them niggas to d up
can't no work be stepped on
none of my niggas gon' fall off
jumpin' out the trees with the ski's
pull up on the plug with the fees
make her pop a perky on her knees
i hook-shot that pot like kareem
i make my bitches trap out of celine
i put that ice in my watch
and i'm takin' the p's just to go to belize
these pussy niggas just blowin' out steam
beat the pot with the stamina
fucking your bitches on cameras
i got a bag of that pamela
put it right in the trunk of my tarantula
{that's a spider for you dumb fucks
money comin' by the dump trucks
bodies lay by the dumpsters
it's real mobsters amongst us}
trap out the bando it's hot
i put the wrist in the pot
bitch still on the clock now go get that money for daddy
soon as my work hit the block fiends line up for the package
i look like mister t with all my jewels
my niggas got sticks that's bigger than you
can't swim with the sharks
i can not fuck up the reup
i'm tellin' them niggas to d up
can't no work be stepped on
none of my niggas gon' fall off
jumpin' out the trees with the ski's
pull up on the plug with the fees
make her pop a perky on her knees
i hook-shot that pot like kareem
i was hanging with the dealers then
still hanging with the dealers now
they know i just signed a deal
so they ask how i'm feelin' now
i still run around and them phone calls
i bought the crib in miami though
had to drop a quarter million now
what really talkin' 'bout and new york bring porsches out
that i was stuck in trail 'til the judge had to toss out it
summertime bring forces out
got my jewels on and my tank-top
big blunts with the loud up in 'em
skinny bells with the locks on it
soft top with the top on it
master piece with the rocks on it
big broom with a mop on it
i can not fuck up the reup
i'm tellin' them niggas to d up
can't no work be stepped on
none of my niggas gon' fall off
jumpin' out the trees with the ski's
pull up on the plug with the fees
make her pop a perky on her knees
i hook-shot that pot like kareem