Hurt, what it do? Hzrd went crazy on that motherfucker
You still think about me and don´t like the way that I live
Still can´t figure out the way my heart is She know that I´m a problem, "He´s a loner, not much love, he ain´t got none" (Woo-woo) Thirty poppa came over (Woo, thirty poppa), come out the window, hangover (Woo) Super trendy, put that shit on with no stylist, yeah, yeah Whole lotta benjis, a hunnid bands like ten thousand, uh
She know I got that bag, I want her bad (Woo) She know I´ma stand on this shit, ok Turn the phone off ´til my whole grind turn on Rich and he ain´t got no mind, what´s wrong? I got the money, I changed my persona Bulletproof whip, how I´m gon´ hit the corner, I´m in it (Woo, in it, I´m in it, yeah) Standin´ on top of these niggas, yeah
Mama, you got it, I did it, yeah On top of the mountains with millions, woah (Woo) My kids gon´ have it and get it (Woo) I just might go buy my sister a Bentley I just might give my grandfather a ticket (Top) She know I´m a thug nigga, I got hitters, and know I got drugs with me From the bottom, the Nawf, grew up in it I come home from jail and they wanna put slugs in me ´Cause I´m standin´ on business, don´t fuck with them, nada percentage The pendant got floods in it Switch the wheels and you know it gon´ rub different From the gutter and still in the mud with it Double R (Double R, double R), I take the top off that motherfucker
I pull up in that Rover, it´s chalk color Up inside the Goyard, that´s a dirty cutter I done ran up that fetty on all these niggas Bullets rain like confetti, you played with it Come from walking with holes inside my tennis I accomplished some goals, ain´t playin´ tennis (Come on, slime)
You still think about me and don´t like the way that I live Still can´t figure out the way my heart is She know that I´m a problem, "He´s a loner, not much love, he ain´t got none" (Woo-woo) Thirty poppa came over (Thirty poppa), come out the window, hangover (Woo, hangover) Super trendy, put that shit on with no stylist, yeah, yeah Whole lotta benjis, a hunnid bands like ten thousand, uh