Still on that same shit
Y'all on that lame shit
Fuckin witta stank bitch
Woah
Rollin witta stainless
Leave ya homie brainless
Fuck her wit no latex on
Nah ima hit it wit my bracelet on
Witta AK chilling in the da trailer hone
Go no patience for a basic ho
Wit da gang gang
Tryna bring den paychecks home
Gotta say hey to my main thang
Put up wit a lot
Shoulda seen the plug face
When I pulled up to the lot
We gone maintain
Till we bang bang all the oops
It's the same thang every day
Till we at the top
It's a grind
When I go to sleep
I dream about the dollar signs
I can't go to sleep unless I beat it from behind
Smoking wedding cake
But I'm eating key lime pie
Keep it on my side
Money motivate me so I keep it on my mind
And if I ever make it baby you the reason why
Don't leave me baby
Why you gotta leave here to die
I'm tweaking lately
Speaking to the reaper all the time
Said she heard I'm selling drugs
Told that bitch I might b
Made another 20
Did it in my white T
Hit the town and fuck it up
Bitch I'm so Grimey
They gone act like they was wit me
When they wasn't by me
Gotta make it work
I had the work up in my bag
Gotta make a earning
Grinding early for the cash
Mac 11, 3 round burst
In case I'm ever down bad
Gotta Hit em where it hurts
And you can't never show yo back
I was on the perc she had on the xan
I am a beast and bitch I beat it with no hands
Like yeah
I tweak on every verse and every track
Oh man here he goes again
Y'all don't stand a chance
Yeah
Still on that same shit
Y'all on that lame shit
Fuckin witta stank bitch
Woah
Rollin witta stainless
Leave ya homie brainless
Fuck her wit no latex on
Nah ima hit it wit my bracelet on
Witta AK chilling in the da trailer hone
Go no patience for a basic ho
Wit da gang gang
Tryna bring den paychecks home