I love when she throw that shit back, she a pro with it
I love this scammin´ shit, yeah, I´m a pro with it I need a check right now, yeah, I´ma go get it I´m in that GLS, nigga, the 450 Come get a zip of this ZaZa for two-fifty Pushin´ that loud, yeah, this shit cost me two-fifty Distro´ with Empire, they gave me two milli´ Work at the crib, yeah, I´m servin´ like two cities I had to fuck her ´cause she was just too pretty I bought a four wheeler just to go pop wheelies I bought a Glock and this shit came with cop killers I do not hate on folks, I do not knock niggas My earrings cold, boy, these bitches like popsicles If you a coward, then I cannot rock with you
If you didn´t grow it, then I cannot shop with you Stick on my lap, boy, I´m not tryna box with you
These niggas ridin´ dick just like a prostitute These niggas run they mouth, but they still obsolete I´m in a Rubicon, yeah, nigga, this a Jeep I got them red bottom runners, so check my feet Yeah, I swiped for ´em, so nigga, these shits was free I am not sweet, so you know I am sugar-free I be in Wailea or somewhere, I´m on the beach I be in Lahaina chillin´, I´m with a freak Make up some numbers, then murder and kill a beat I´m doin´ shows at arenas, I´m fillin´ seats I got that pain in my songs, it be runnin´ deep Your weed ain´t loud, when you lit it, it ain´t a peep
Five hundred bags gone in four days, don´t need a week Seven day water fast so I am feelin´ weak I just popped two shrooms, so you know I´m feelin´ geeked She start undressin´, so you know I´m finna beat If you not shoppin´, then nigga, don´t talk to me If you not shoppin´, then nigga, don´t bother me Shooters at every door, it ain´t no robbin´ me These niggas 3D printers, they gon´ copy me These bitches great whales, they wanna swallow me I get them loads and drop ´em to the colony I got them racks, yeah, nigga, obviously I live the scam life, nigga, obviously
I love when she throw that shit back, she a pro with it I love this scammin´ shit, yeah, I´m a pro with it
I need a check right now, yeah, I´ma go get it I´m in that GLS, nigga, the 450 Come get a zip of this ZaZa for two-fifty Pushin´ that loud, yeah, this shit cost me two-fifty Distro´ with Empire, they gave me two milli´ Work at the crib, yeah, I´m servin´ like two cities I had to fuck her ´cause she was just too pretty I bought a four wheeler just to go pop wheelies I bought a Glock and this shit came with cop killers I do not hate on folks, I do not knock niggas My earrings cold, boy, these bitches like popsicles If you a coward, then I cannot rock with you If you didn´t grow it, then I cannot shop with you
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