Yeah, come on
(Huh, come on)
Yeah come on
(Come on, come on)
Yeah come on
(Yeah, huh)
Yeah come on

All I do is score it, SRT I had to floor it
It's just me and all my jewelry
I got glocky tucked with 40
All this water think I'm pouring
Boy I swear this hoe annoying
Double text and I ignore it
Yeah my fit you can't afford it
Drip expensive like a mortgage
In yo city like a tourist
Call me daddy when she horny
Her bf lame that nigga corny
My bitch an angel doing porn
And she demon with the horns
I stack my paper from the floor up to the ceiling I need it more
No, I could never wife a whore
Might spend his budget in the store
Pussy boy you don't want war
I'm in the house so M.I.A. bitch call me Cory
All these sons I need a test bitch where is Maury
They run a zone and double team I still be scoring
In the strip cub like I'm Harden dropping 40
I pray to God I still be balling when I'm 40
Pop out with twin we dressed the same like Zack and Cody
I call up Saul I break the law I need a lawyer

I ain't said a joke hoe swear I'm funny
I ain't wanna talk it ain't bout money
Yeah I love the fiends, I love my zombies
Yeah I had a dream, it was bout money

Don't touch my lean cup
My oppas teamed up
Hoe got a twin they just like Venus and Serena
Might spin again and spin again until they clean up
That hoe was wet I'm passing out I bust a mean nut