good wealthy

sada baby

mr i still shoot 'em in the neck

birth defect

mr i still need me another percocet

mr i know them bitches make you have perfect sex

if she pop this perky

work it

she gon' let me know that pussy purdy

worth it

she gon' tell me if that pussy nerdy

early

i got a good feelin' that it's clean

i just spent five hunnid on some lean

five dollars

purple

red

never green

seven foot nigga

fuck he mean?

throw my five up with the other five

i'm on ten

let me show 'em i ain't never had no ho in me

let that chopper ring for my team

they can't go at me

young scuba steve

two bitches look like

your man singing to the thinkin' it's poetry

he a snitch

he a bitch

he ain't shit

ayy

skuba lit

i'm on tip and i'm rich

ayy

put my stick in your cheek like this

ayy

put my thang in her thang like this

ayy

put that sauce on your bitch

made her switch sides

she ain't never had no ding-a-ling this size

i'd be real if i was lil' or 6'5

i'd never be a fuck nigga in that gas

i never change

put it on my gang

we gon' bang if them niggas lame

we gon' leave a stain

peep a nigga face through my cartier frames

if he play

i put my chain on that nigga brain

ooh

don't be thinkin' you a bum 'cause you ain't wearin' buffs

wouldn't give a fuck if you were

still tear him up

shoot a nigga

leave that boy with all his jewlery

we ain't tryna rob them niggas

they just scary

talk brave to my dogs

you get buried

big 6

big

they'll shoot you like

we don't care 'bout no ccw's

them hammers we gon' carry

we'll blow a nigga down like a

pull up in a tank

bitch

squad milatary

said that hoe act like a virgin

pop her cherry

eat a bad bitch pussy and some good wealthy

she got tats like me

gucci look healthy

louboutin

oh my god

know lil' baby smelt me

see a opp

make 'em die

you ain't gotta help me

faygo pop

ain't no wok

look like grape jelly

i got murder on my mind

no

i ain't melly

i ain't tryna buy the pounds if they ain't smelly

i do life for the squad 'cause i hate tellin'

he got money but he soft

that's what he ain't yellin'

ain't no niggas on my side if they ain't felons

same niggas on my side 'cause they ain't jealous

fuck around and get robbed for what he ain't sell us

we ain't 'bout to fuck on no bitch if they ain't let us

got the drac'

it's gon' shoot

ain't gon' wait

it's gon' ooh

got no patience for you

hmm

put your face in the news

shell cases at your place

where you stay

make you move

if you see me fightin' a ape in the zoo

help the ape 'cause that ain't what it's gon take to make me lose to him

hmm

no

it ain't no way we can lose

hit the k with the blues

bitch

you know i'm in my groove

if she pop this perky

work it

she gon' let me know that pussy purdy

worth it

she gon' tell me if that pussy nerdy

early

i got a good feelin' that it's clean

i just spent five hunnid on some lean

five dollars

purple

red

never green

seven foot nigga

fuck he mean?

throw my five up with the other five

i'm on ten