still coolie in the cut

if you ain't talkin bout a profit then ain't no need to holler

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

i'm still coolie in the cut

want the money and the power

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

you ain't talkin bout a profit then ain't no need to holler

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

i'm still coolie in the cut

want the money and the power

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

have you pushing up them flowers if you playing with my dollars

i be chillin with gorillas

you be with some prima donnas

since a youngin

i was hustlin

you was watching mr. rogers

i been plottin on that bag

want the money and the power

i just might go cop a jag

hit the mall blow twenty thousand

i be smoking on that gas

got ya bitch up in my shower

i just hit her for the free

i ain't even trade no dollars

said she want to fuck a g

tired of layin up with cowards

now she calling up my phone

hit me every hour

had to leave the bitch alone

tired of hearing all her problems

only to focused on this cash

need five-hundred thousand

only to focused on this cash

ain't no way around it

if you ain't talkin bout a profit then ain't no need to holler

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

i'm still coolie in the cut

want the money and the power

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

you ain't talkin bout a profit then ain't no need to holler

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

i'm still coolie in the cut

want the money and the power

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

orange hag carpet in my seventies style apartment

i stay on some fly art shit

andy warhol on my starship walls

populated by the greatest

all my ladies in the latest

porsche closed circuit racing

toast to us cause we done made it

major paper with no hatin

that's what wins championships

baby

we sippin champ in here

baby

lit like a lamp in here

baby

i'm on my mill

on my mill like a stamp in here

baby

i'm like a snail

like a snail

how i craw on the pavement

a 64 on daytons with them funky oldies playing

hit the switch and raise it

hit the switch again and lay it

all day

all night

outside living life

you fools just living lies

stand inside

motherfucker

if you ain't talkin bout a profit then ain't no need to holler

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

i'm still coolie in the cut

want the money and the power

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

you ain't talkin bout a profit then ain't no need to holler

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

i'm still coolie in the cut

want the money and the power

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

i used to be broke as a joke

had to figure it out

yeah

either they locking us up or they kicking us out

yeah

i really know niggas who really had work in the drought

whoa

i used to play king of the hill

now i'm king of the south

uh

promise to god i won't tell on my brothers

them niggas snitching

got me switching my number

the ghetto told us that the world don't love us

i'm deep in that pussy

she tell me she cumming

i'm coming only if they talkin bout money

i'm from the bottom where the weather not sunny

i'm talkin bloody money all in the luggage

they claiming they real

but don't keep it a hundred

yeah

them thirsty bitches go fuck whoever with the money

from a hood where them niggas be hustling sunday to sunday

way back in the g

i used to sell out of the cutlass

they counted me out

but i told them i'd make it out one day

if you ain't talkin bout a profit then ain't no need to holler

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

i'm still coolie in the cut

want the money and the power

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

you ain't talkin bout a profit then ain't no need to holler

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars

i'm still coolie in the cut

want the money and the power

i be smokin on them flowers while i'm counting up my dollars