uh
yeah
it's that westside shit
it's for the '99 and the 2000s
nigga
i ain't flyin' with none of you niggas
the new cash money
the gang that don't pay
biatch
right
i got mad flows
mad flows
the shit that got me mad whores
i get mad more
nigga
i got mad flows
mad flows
the shit that got me mad dough
i get mad more
motherfucker
black benzes
windows tinted
no
my shit ain't rented
inglewood fuck a nigga and his
hot boy
nigga
make a million while i'm chillin'
i could bet a pretty penny you ain't livin' what you spittin'
go up where the thugs burnin'
see the cash when i'm grinnin'
montana shit
medusa head stitched in my linen
street nigga
no account
your account in my denim
unless you blind
bitch
it ain't hard to see a nigga winnin'
if i'm talkin' to that ho
then tell that bitch to pay attention
big business
i use dollar signs to punctuate a sentence
fuck the law
do it raw
skip the trial and drop the witness
bein' broke been a joke
ain't shit funny 'bout my digits?
strap on
get clapped on
nigga
that just be the facts
they say me