Yeah
Spencer James the way, I jump the gun
What, what
Yeah, uh
Spencer James, the way I jumped the gun to All American
Work the graveyard shift, so I be quick to bury him
Don't flash no poles, so when I up this hoe, he still like mannequin
Surrounded by the bees, I know M.B.'s, we cut like candy man
And we strapped like terrorists, big guns, that scary shit
Say my name, I'm poppin' on you, this that Bloody Mary shit
I be round the racky's, so damn much that I should marry em
My pockets gettin' big as hell, I need some help to carry em
Bitch, I'm high and trippin', I get high and I take trips
Like I'm Dubai livin', runway model, fine ass bitch
I don't start no beefs, but I'm gon' end them shits, hella quick
Niggas steady wasting time, I'm gon' make money while it tick
Yeah, make money while it tick
Yeah, like the way this bitch lick
Yeah, got me harder than a brick, when she dressed up, she can't miss
Yeah, net wet, no fish
Yeah, 2, 4, no swish
Yeah, smoke wood, no swishers
Yeah, purple jeans with the ricks yeah
(Uh, make money while it tick, yeah)
(Uh, like the way this bitch lick)
(Got me harder than a brick)
(Damn, Dressed up, can't miss)
Spencer James, the way I jumped the gun to All American
Work the graveyard shift, so I be quick to bury him
Don't flash no poles, so when I up this hoe, he still like mannequin
Surrounded by the bees, I know M.B.'s, we cut like candy man
And we strapped like terrorists, big guns, that scary shit
Say my name, I'm poppin' on you, this that Bloody Mary shit
I be round the racky's, so damn much that I should marry em
My pockets gettin' big as hell, I need some help to carry em
Four niggas and they all Jack, just like a deck of cards
King and got four queens and they do as I say, without a charge
Take food off your plate to put on mine, cause I can't sit and starve
Crossing niggas up and I been scorin', so I'm hard to guard
Hardest nigga rappin', I can't think of who got harder bars
Niggas beatin' cases, can't get caught, I got some smarter dogs
Used to get the dollar menu, now my meals be higher charge
Every time I get up in the booth, they know I'm goin' hard(No Diddy)
They know I'm goin' hard, niggas really spazzin', nigga
Because I'm goin' far, yeah, huh, pull up with foreign cars
Niggas know I'm fresh as fuck, for real nigga
Hard to share the pie with all these niggas, they only filled greed
Hard to give a discount to these niggas when I got mouths to feed
This lil' bitch can't be my wife, but I still let her mouth my seed
I don't fuck with snakes, you moving funny, I'm quick to bounce with ease
Spencer James, the way I jumped the gun to All American
Work the graveyard shift, so I be quick to bury him
Don't flash no poles, so when I up this hoe, he still like mannequin
Surrounded by the bees, I know M.B.'s, we cut like candy man
And we strapped like terrorists, big guns, that scary shit
Say my name, I'm poppin' on you, this that Bloody Mary shit
I be round the racky's, so damn much that I should marry em
My pockets gettin' big as hell, I need some help to carry em
Yeah, I need some fucking help
I can't do this shit my fucking self