no he can't with the fuckin seats back
and the fuckin seats cracked
i got the scope in the rov for them jackboys
i got the money in the power
i got the scope in the rov for them jackboys
i got the money in the power
i get money but i'm thinkin of a fasta plan
i got 5 in thet garbage can and the wrap saran
i'ma sit on one and whip the other one much as i can
windows rolled down no sound
them bricks got the speakers drowned
i ain't listenin for shit but sirens
i ain't tryin to get to my ships sunk fuck you pirates
it ain't nuthin to a boss
the niggaz in the hood tryina floss and ya head gotta cost nigga
ss five five all black with the top chopped off dat
catch me in the spots where the shots pop off at
i ain't tryin to prove nuttin i'm jus tryin to move somen
see we cookin' up a thousand grams
i'm in the kitchen over the stove with pots and pans
triple color with the platinum jam
50 birds homeboy in the back of a van
a hundred grand in rubberbands
we got them birds in the coffee cans
we got the whips wit the extra clips
got bitches outta state niggaz flippin them bricks
been in the caddy been in the alley
right in front of mrs. gladdies
did the curb servin shyned every summer
nigga roll wit ducktape and ride wit the mac
we see these haters like fuck them niggaz
we made men millionaire hustlin our nature
yeah kick my bitch tell her open the blinds
yeah i'm cookin breakfast for the block then i let her cook mine
yeah quick line in the bathroom before we bounce
not me i mean her she go a day a ounce
while i'm at the bus station in the bently sittin' low as i wait for ya
i'm gettin' dough i'm a paper boy i will take ya
for the right paper boy i will take her
shake her tape her waist up
send her to the money she be back before i wake up
ya prolly get ya game up when i'm givin the game up
you niggaz tryin to change up and i'm gettin my change up