can't have my main mans hungry
told that bitch we ain't done
and if them blues runnin' short
my lil' nigga don't do shit but hit that road
he just put a thousand pills in one of his hoes
i just made twenty bands off one of his loads
then the bitch get to suckin' my soul
bitch keep tryna kiss my cup
i told niggas i wasn't playin'
just spent ten on my baby
got ghetto champagne" playin'