Smoking on strong, long, we don't reason with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian Met bad little broad, she was curvy Sipped out in the middle of the day I started Balling in the middle of the trap, we ain't finger up to the judge and I'm smirking Bring your squad 'cause you know my gang me the top on the car, let the tints breathe Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, snatching Michael Myers, Bates, Charles Manson Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas We fight time and time and time and time and time and
I told my "You know what I need you when I get on Yeah, uh Two bricks, a beam and a phone So I can a storm like I usually do"
Banging my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo spit like a Uzi do You'll be so hard to identify when Hit up from your arms to your and still bleeding All my children of the corn like Stephen King, I met this broad she was Bitch started twerking them whips start urr-ing Getting money since Money' And if you real you vouch for me I still need my Is Hot money I fucking with these pussies like they got something Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping
I told my plug "You what I need From you I get on Two bricks, a triple beam and a So I can make a storm like do"
Bad bitch on my arm my new lil boo be so warm and it's Juicy Fruit Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat Trampoline with the work, I got the jumping Vaseline on a brick in case the cops Trafficking the work in her bra for me Wearing lingerie and 'round the house for me Wearing and heels 'round the house for me All these bitches try'na chill thaw out for me Trampoline with the work, I got the block Got the
We sipping that We that dirty We that dirty We that dirty, you know This Gat at your nose, nigga That can't save your soul, no We that dirty, yeah We doing them Haven't heard from you You left the by they self They haven't even heard you We put wig on a shelf We unstable, We unstable, Your be afraid of us They haven't even heard from you, now they search for you We unstable, It ain't looking too for you, too good for you ungrateful, yeah That's why I label, yeah I live for myself, yeah I give to myself, yeah at all the shit I gave you, yeah Look what I did for I never hid myself I ain't got no ceilings, I got no feelings for them niggas, no I don't no dealings with them niggas, no