Lyrics:
that's all I need to vibe, asking what I do tonight
That's really none of your business, unless you wanna get in this
Rolls Royce, bitch, yeah
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
still none
And I'm gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin' plugs
You emcee's is playing tug-a-war with your tongues
(2nd verse)
to the gunz go lock
Bust none stop, y'all niggaz want a gun play
My gunz popping, your gunz pop
We could go out shot for shot
We can do it to the gunz go lock
chicken (why?)
Suburban, her toe pretty (ayy)
You a nerd, I uphold the city (yeah)
Ain't no way and I told 'em to hit it (skrrt)
You get lost, hope you
on trees
Shawty told me that she into me, asking my body count
Told her count by threes
She wanna come over
That's alright with me
Counting up dollars, I'm
this like it's a-
Problem
Nigga you can't kill your
Way to the Clearport
And real nigga credit don't work at the bank
Ain't 'bout no money? What
bang
Now think twice fore you speak
Here to take the crown and
I mean by any means (my shit go)
Bang, bang, bang, bang
It go hard in the street
Name
You know where you wanna go
But you can’t find your way (find your way)
If life is about a dream
Then don’t let them go astray (go astray)
If I
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
What you doing, who you fooling
What you say
I got money on the way
New money on the way
I been living on the road making plays
I got money
bruh
Your contract killers can sign off richer
That little beef y'all talking is small things to a giant
Like Goliath been drinking that anaconda malt
money in, by the way)
V-12 engines (supreme)
Broke niggas die slow (it's on your feet)
While the rich get richer
Balenciagas, no Gucci problems
Get
been up for some weeks got these percies keeping me wired
Heard you was talking that cheap go and say it with your teeth what you mean why the fuck are
foreigns I hit Neimans by the storms
We sharp like thorns yellow diamonds look like corn
Vvs the diamonds they so cold they close your pours
Drop that x pill
Cartel. We got all the guns that you need to feel secure, provided by the Weapons industry. Kid Rock heaven. All you have to do is stay in your place and do
intentions, I ain't surrounded by friends
See the money that I make will never come to an end
I gave the club bout 5 songs and told the DJ to spin
It's
It's Bad Boy South Niggaz, Ball and G
Orange Mound, the moment you been waitin for
Collaboration, c'mon now
Let's go, let's go, let's so, c'mon
see
I go downtown cause it's fresh plus she lets me
Rub it the right way like Johnny Gill would say
I'm glad you feel that way sometimes we just
the richer pockets bare
Got to see your woman and she ain't even there
Don't seem to give a whiz about it and all your trapped in time
The more I think
the richer pockets bare
Got to see your woman and she ain't even there
Don't seem to give a whiz about it and all your trapped in time
The more I think
shoot you like the Knicks, yeah, I'm ballin' on a bitch
Yeah, I bet my teacher feel stupid, I'm richer than a bitch, ho
Diamonds dancin' on my neck
is your friends
Realizing means
None of your friends, is your friends, uh
Then I walked, I walked by some pretty girls but i didnt crack a smile this
can't go where I go
And none of them can't educate me about dough
You can't educate me about bagging up food
Shut ya mout' and don't get rude
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