what you know about it

nigga

you know who the fuck we is?

fuck boy

i'm a money hoe

i truck a wealthy nigga 'fore you ever see my money low

alfredo

i got fettuccini

they be rappin'

talkin' all that money they never seen

frontin' like you got bank roll

nigga

you don't make dough

birthday over

one slice left of cake

though

they be on that funny shit

we be on that money shit

catch 'em drinkin'

pull up on that bar

give you a 20 clip

rap life

trap life

black white

stash pipes

back streets maskin' up watchin' for the flashlights

your girl wanna suck me off

she ain't have to ask twice

big strong brother and i'm out like it's my last night

cocaine cowboy

long island d-boy

blow is raw and that thing gleamin' like leroy

black and yellow smith & wesson that's my bumble bee toy

and they gon' reminisce over your ass

trouble t-roy

yeah! yeah! when i let that thing go

the whole club sleepin' on the floor like it's hangover

monday is juliette's

tuesday is green house

wednesday and butter

i'm a pull out all this green

and let it go!

what you know about it?

get green

whip clean

what you know about it?

put them

put them hands up if you know about it

don't never see a broke motherfucker 'round me

what you know about it?

get green

whip clean

what you know about it?

put them

put them

put them hands up if you know about it

you ain't never seen a broke motherfucker 'round me

mad machete

busta rhymes

you ain't ready

boy

fuckin' somethin' up when it's comin' to that fetti

boy

lil' lame niggas better get your parachute and jump

get up off my plane 'fore my niggas para-shoot-you-up

think i'm sayin' peace when i throw them fuckin' deuces up?

i'm only signalin' niggas to start hangin' them nooses up

somebody gonna die

break a branch just to beat you

go! chop the body parts and let the pigs eat you

holes through every part of your body we can see through

continue blowin' the cannon

i wouldn't wanna be you

i let it go like i'm sick and hear voices

spend money like a nigga copped a fleet of rolls royces

prepared to purchase everything while exploring the choices

then enjoy eatin' your food like i'm eatin' lobsters and oysters

time and time again i got 'em walkin' like a fiend walk

i'm done speakin' to niggas

i'm a let the homie doe talk

brought twenty thou out and i'm a blow it

your man pullin' fifteen hundred out just to show it

if shorty ain't drinkin' hard liquor we'll moet

then it's to the tele suite afterward so she can hoe it

she gon' swallow all of me

i'm a blow her brains out

my kids need a place to live

her mouth like a safe house

loud pack of kush and that goose got me spaced out

standin' on the sofa fadin'

sweatin' all my waves out

in my new trews

slow bucks

long sleeve

lookin' like i need to be posin' under palm trees

and i'm quick to let my four squirt

unemployed gangster nigga

you don't want no work

we live by the hustler testament

we cop a brick and take it to the floor like we wrestling

throw it in the pot with the fish and we stretchin' it

go and hug the corner like we sexin' it

fuck boy

eighteen-wheeler jewelry game truck

boy

she ain't drop

don't be a hater

let her cook

boy

my chrome and black nina call her lady luck

and any time you see her goin' down she gon' give it up

like

let it go!

let it go.