i'm getting high and catching bitches
this the type of shit you gotta get on
i got your girl in my ride
i-i-i'm in and out of her life
okay you but besides that
these back to back contracts get me sidetracked
it's only whips and small talk in this cartel
we dog a bitch and throw the pussy in the yard sale
we spent it all up at once
just roll another blunt xan in the drink
ain't nobody fuck me better
not like i need this cake
how can you not see the signs when you're horoscoping
but i don't want no thotty in a ford focus
and you get milk like special k
i just wanna beat like timberland's in the lab
in to that who hitting that
tonights live whore taking the same nigga back
i woulda changed but her name not money
i can find you when i'm forty
i'm not meant to love you
i want your dollars and your drink
but if not i got nothing for you
but one thing about you that i'll need