I let the jet speed off, uh I crave a million dollars, uh
These niggas lookin´ sour, uh I prayed up my toddlers, uh I blew out the tires, uh The Bugatti is too fast for me, took off on a pill who asked for me She suck on that dick gradually, uh I grew up on sand, baby I don´t know ´bout this bitch, she a fan, baby I don´t fuck with this nigga he ran, baby I don´t fuck with this bitch, not a man, baby Got this drip on my wrist she gon´ glance at it I don´t want that lil car if your man had it Peanut butter the guts in a 911 AK-47 with nuts and you very scary (ay) What´s the optimistic? I been out the trenches What´s the option given when you born a killer? I been servin´ babies, fuck a babysitter I been nuttin´ on her, never ever kiss her
I just talk to God, not a fuckin´ pillow I don´t fuck with fraud, I´m a real young nigga Shawty keep me hard ´cause I´m havin´ millions And I´m so determined, nigga
Big bag, big bag, like a fat cat, I wanna know where the racks at I lock the dope where the latch at, got a new four-door, with the hatchback Hundred mil´ up, hundred racks in the napsack Big dawg, big smoke, fuck a nat nat She a Barbie and she livin´ up to all that Bitch ain´t got no bag snatched all that
I remember I was really lonely, now I got hundreds on me, yeah, I´m splurgin´ with it
Pushin´ up in a matte-black Tahoe, yeah, I´m havin´ slimes in it Told that girl I never rush, I´m always take my time in it´ Biscotti that we hotboxin´, you can come and get high with me Uh, nigga ever play, we leave him dead, uh Third shot hit him in the head, uh Never hatin´, I ain´t never pressed, uh You can pull a blick when you scared Yeah, air it out, you made the wrong turn (Air it out) Told Gotit pass the hoe it´s my turn Everything I got, nigga, hard-earned And I ain´t been to sleep in the early mornin´
Big bag, big bag, like a fat cat, I wanna know where the racks at
I lock the dope where the latch at, got a new four-door, with the hatchback Hundred mil´ up, hundred racks in the napsack Big dawg, big smoke, fuck a nat nat She a Barbie and she livin´ up to all that Bitch ain´t got no bag snatched all that Big bag, big bag, like a fat cat, I wanna know where the racks at I lock the dope where the latch at, got a new four-door, with the hatchback Hundred mil´ up, hundred racks in the napsack Big dawg, big smoke, fuck a nat nat She a Barbie and she livin´ up to all that Bitch ain´t got no bag snatched all that
Don´t ever think that you counted me out I walk up in Jeffrey, I´m cashin´ out
Thirty some thou for my bag, it ain´t out Three hundred thou´ on my Rollie, watch out Don´t ever play with me, I´ll air that shit out I don´t own this beat, but I´m walkin´ it out I´m runnin´ in circles, these bitches exhausted Give me a minute, this shit gonna cost you I want the money mention when you talkin I´m shootin´ my shot, you will think I´m James Harden Put some respect on my shit clear the way when I´m walkin The fuck is you sayin´? I want all of my Ms, no Barbie It´s a slime party, you know that you´re welcome to party (woo)
Big bag, big bag, like a fat cat, I wanna know where the racks at
I lock the dope where the latch at, got a new four-door, with the hatchback Hundred mil´ up, hundred racks in the napsack Big dawg, big smoke, fuck a nat nat She a Barbie and she livin´ up to all that Bitch ain´t got no bag snatched all that Big bag, big bag, like a fat cat, I wanna know where the racks at I lock the dope where the latch at, got a new four-door, with the hatchback Hundred mil´ up, hundred racks in the napsack Big dawg, big smoke, fuck a nat nat She a Barbie and she livin´ up to all that Bitch ain´t got no bag snatched all that
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