Lyrics:
West cuz we got that ye
And I'm pushin', I'm pushin', I'm movin' this Kush n'
Droppin' the top, on the freeway bookin' (Woo)
Droppin' bombs when no one's lookin'
Yea, the streets got the tweakers cookin'
El Cajon got the night girls hookin'
P.B. got the college girls pukin'
Don't waste my time, just get to the point
Roll the blunt, fuck a joint
Trying to avoid them checkpoints, and gunpoints, and wrist joints (Yea)
Cuz crimes a must when the ends low
So keep Carl out your set or your Winslow
Bitch move!
Superior being
Surpassing your inferior thinking
Subliminally speaking
I could pass as a spiritual treatment
Different feeling
Guilty pleasure is what they refer to me
Honestly speaking
I'm so much better than I appear to be
I honestly, never understood why people keep a façade
Keep a mirage, just to look like they ain't who they are
But for me being real has always been a win win
Y'all can keep your two faces, just like conjoined twins
I can't really point pin a pin point in my life that
I once felt this rush in my wrist joints as I fight back
Timbs on with my durag
Tank top with my jean sagged
We about to square up
This place about to air out
Excitement still stay high, but we keep it on the low low
Advise me if I'm outta line, don't want no problems with the popo
Disrespect, that's a no no
You'll get checked by the front door
Locked door, got us aiming at you with that 44
Prodigy
Yea you know it's me
Every time I'm on beat
You'd swear I'm on a killing spree
Best to do it lyrically
Dishing all these fake MC's
Can't nobody match with me
Never overreach to what's out of your own range
As much as you repeat things will always be the same
Seeing through these eyes, hidden truth is all you find
Who do you despise, live your youth while there's still time
As success approaches, steady losing focus
A look at where I'm at should tell you I'm devoted
Man I grind for my music
Got a dope team and we proved it
People think it happened overnight
But we grind all day for this bullshit
Been through rough times to get better
Cuz these diamonds made outta pressure
All the fame doesn't really matter
We in heights you can't really measure
Soaring high scraping thru the ceiling
Every night is a whole different feeling
Every day changing like the seasons
Verything happened for a reason
Prodigy
Yea you know it's me
Every time I'm on beat
You'd swear I'm on a killing spree
Best to do it lyrically
Dishing all these fake MC's
Can't nobody match with me
You gots to brawl, tray shots and all
Cause I ain't on the clock for talk
The Spot Rusher, blow down the spot for sure
Still break off the block with raw, my stock is more
The General, watch your board
Deep pockets with the eight on me, sleep with the safe in the wall
The cameras on with the make-up and all
Swap six 45's, twist reefer in the flicks, papi whoadie ride
Bolt his gun off, from know your horse, she lied
Fly criteria, bury me in Africa
With whips and spears, and rough diamonds out of Syria
A true don, only I could do wrong
Rock fitted hats, get crack money and drive a sick blue joint
Retard-less, I'mma blow regardless
Resume is straight up live, I shank niggas up for larger E's
And speak with the youth in the spot, eat the fresh fruit in the crop
All these hip hoppers eat cock
You can see me in the street or the yacht
I'd rather be promoting your block or buying fresh sneakers with gwops
Yo, I'm an ill dude, always been a real dude
Don't fuck around, I will spill on you and kill you in the field, boo
Soldiers in the front, let the heat pump
Troops on the left, fight to the death
Fam on the right, infrared lights
Wolves in the back, ready to attack, for what
Soldiers in the front, let the heat pump
Troops on the left, fight to the death
Fam on the right, infrared lights
Wolves in the back, ready to attack, for what
Leather jackets on, rocked up rock stars
Treacherous bank robbers, the plan gold up, we pop guards
The team gotta eat, seeds is hungry, that's why we ain't scared
To dump on niggas, our guns is chunky
Usually we bust niggas down with bats, swell up they joints
Elbow, wrists, they shins get cracked
We still humiliate, brutalize, Ruger pop, pulverize
Still got gear in the closet, that's stupid live
From Benetton rugby skullies, Oshkosh conductor jumpers
The train hats fit me lovely
Rae job is to make sure the coke is fluffy
While I politic his birthday bash with Puffy
Bagged Nia soon as I linked up, the kid ain't inked up
I'm an old mummy, my gold weigh as much as King Tut (yeah, yeah)
Slippers, robes is minked up, under the doo-rag, bro (uh, yo, yo)
My three dimensional fade is clean cut
Man, ya niggas ain't shit to us, still a pistol bust
Split your melon like I split the Dutch
Got a lot of piff to puff, and I ain't come for fisticuffs
Or for the cop that wanna clip the cuffs
Man, is Staten in this bitch or what, don't get it twisted, we
Twist it up and even mixed with dust
See these fans can't resist the rush, they Wu-Tang for life
Scarred for life, they can't forget the cuts
Got a whole line of classic joints, and while you at it
Pass the joint, let's push this music past the point
Of no return, til they crash and burn, down the ashes
Then placed inside Ol' Dirty Bastard's urn
When it's my time to go, for sure, ya nigga goes to war
What you think I brought these soldiers for?
Now what about now with the reverb I'm such a fucking genius
Oh no, I think mom found the poop sock this song is just a bunch of fuckin hooplah
As stated before I might join the navy because they are sub marine oorah
Take these pills to put some meat on my noodle it might turn into some goulash
Imagine being friends with Ethan Klein then you could join the gang of the fupa's
I'm just making this a little bit different from my other songs
I wanted to try something a little weird
To show you I can make light of any situation grinding a gear really grinds my gears
That's why I did all of this you can drink some piss
I'm just having having fun with my peers we can all scream cheers
Raise up our glasses full of beer now everyone with their hand up is all fucking queer gotcha
You're trying to boost your game but you only completed half the circle
So I guess that means you've got hemorrhoids
Wanna get high follow me and do as you're told if you want any brownie points
Remember previous when I talked about general grievous well
He's got arthritis in his 4 wrist joints haha I'm like
Rambo's ammo mantle wearing my Flannel sandal handle in my
Camo Lambo panel I call it a Whammo blammo jammo ha
Aajana aajana aajana
Dikhadu tujhe main toh khazana
Ek baar puff toh maarke dekh
Ayega tujhe bhi toh maza na maza na
Shawty hai ek do teen uske pyaar main dhasa na
Shabd hai quicksand dekh abh kaise tu phasa na phasa na
Aajana aajana aajana
Dikhadu tujhe main toh khazana
Ek baar puff toh maarke dekh
Ayega tujhe bhi toh maza na maza na
Shawty hai ek do teen uske pyaar main dhasa na
Shabd hai quicksand dekh abh kaise tu phasa na phasa na
Shabd lage tez quick jaise sand
Bande ho shit kamra ke fan
Oh shit woh toh ho gaya ban
Real talk chotte hum karte ni rant
Launde aate hoti entry yeh grand
Zindagi challegi nothing is planned
Asli main cheap gaano main brand
Yeh diss nhi hai main toh hora hun frank
Shawty main copy nhi karta hun kuch
Og hai gaane yeh og hai hook
Main hun ramsey karu gaane ko cook
Baaton hi baaton phooklu main kush
Sabh hai khushi par main ni hun khush
Care for yourself main toh bann jaounga kuch
Dimaag ko rakh straight to the point
Mazze main karu phooku main joint
Started from 0 im on a checkpoint
Fucking with me
Toddu main wrist waala joint
Aukat main aate jabb hota gun point
Paise bhi kamane bhot
Lunga main Rolls Royce
Aajana aajana aajana
Dikhadu tujhe main toh khazana
Ek baar puff toh maarke dekh
Ayega tujhe bhi toh maza na maza na
Shawty hai ek do teen uske pyaar main dhasa na
Shabd hai quicksand dekh abh kaise tu phasa na phasa na
I'm crawling up top
I'm never 'gon stop
So deal how you want
My hand in the pot
You dealing with boss
Forgive if I floss sin
Plenty of cost
On my soul
Many I fought
Now watching them fall
It's been wall to the wall
Team answer the call
Been learned to the ball
They trying to stall
While the campaign, it reach
Caressing the dolls
They faking a flaunt
Can't grab what they want
And the truth be
I manifest all
So I see to perceive
How they're all weak
They don't know about me
While the whole team in
They grasp all the deets
Across all the seas
And soon imma be
A menage of the three
Disappearing on thee
Who poison the seeds
Soon they all flee
Don't care if they feel
Cuz it's only the real
They close around me
We relate to the bees
Whole team with the meals
We all gonna eat
All else gritting the teeth
Theft in their soul
Thief all they can be
World feeling on me
Scouting on you
I guess we will see
With the team or a fool
Here where winning is seen
Now, be all you can be
The ground we will keep
I built it on me
I share it with you
We get what we need
Explore the whole scene
Regulate how we be
Respect is all they can see
So ride with the team
And the snakes be
Outside of the green
'Cuz all of them fiend
They craving to peep
A lowering team
But in their own dreams
Can't control how they be
They can't even perceive
That It's lucid for me
Am I speaking the real
Or not
It's already known
It's already known
They gon' feel how they feel
I'm gon' see how they deal
Far away from the beans
Can't know what I mean
Not even the pills
'Gon bring them to chill
They're fucking with real now
They're moving like eels
I'm collecting them still, how
We're rolling the wheels
Never felt a real fear
So when I appear
They pass as a joke
Better watch where you kneel
Can I make it more clear
Global tide that we steer
Introducing it, all of the ears
Soon they all hear
I'm making my own gear
Equipping the field
Holding my dears
And I'm holding them near
When I'm in need
Women higher in tier
It's my heart they endear
A natural revere
It's just heat from the sear
It's the Final Frontier
Always proudest
The man of my brand
Because it is me
It brings me to tears
Theorize a new sphere
Watching over the years
While I form the coheres
Leave legacy here
Leave a legacy
After I'm gone it's human, the beings
But we be the team
We be the team forever
And I never flee In the grand scheme
Re-adjusting my beam
Kingpin, that's me
Maxing all of the mins
A new regime
Golden scheme
Come ride with me
On a winning team
Skinny body, big brain, big legs
Got so much to do
Not enough time in the day
Don't hate 'cuz I accelerate at a rapid rate
Been on point
Exhaust fuming
Day by day
I'm Busting joints
Words of hate
Now watch them all say
I anoint with my wordspray
A new endpoint
I'm whipping it quick pace
With no mistakes
Clicking that wrist joint
Time to get paid
Soon is the day
I worked my whole life
All of the glitches
Catching the keys
Building residuals
Soon, they all meet
We do what we need
Chasing like steeds
Connection succeeds
Connection succeeds
We're chasing like steeds
Catching the keys
Building residuals
Soon' they all meet
I’d never thought it’d be this way
I roll joints, I got wrist pain
And she wanna travel the world
I sent that bitch to Brisbane
In body bag with a toe tag
And it’s so sad but it happen me
Woah, I been drinking all week
Shesh, I been drinking all week, damn
I gotta problem, I gotta habit
I cannot have it, no
I had to unlatch it
I had some baggage
She was the baggage though
And it is so drastic
It is so tragic
It do not matter doe
She being dramatic
Cut it off, hack it
Get off my mattress hoe
I sit and I laugh
You want me to chase you
But I am not chasing your ass
I sit and I laugh
The way you be living
You reminiscing in the past
The way you be sitting
The way you be looking at me
Then you throwing it back
You throwing a fit, you starting to bitch
When you know that I’m mad
Check the time it’s always nine on the clouds
She wanna open up, I always end up shutting down
And it turn to nothing now
I stop and look around
The only thing I want u to open up is the blouse
Pain what I mask when I double up my cup
So deranged in this mess, I always feel like giving up
But I been drinking all week so I don’t really give a fuck
Drinking all week cause I don’t really give a fuck, yeah
I’d never thought it’d be this way
I roll joints, I got wrist pain
And she wanna travel the world
I sent that bitch to Brisbane
In body bag with a toe tag
And it’s so sad but it happen me
Woah, I been drinking all week
Shesh, I been drinking all week, damn
I gotta problem, I gotta habit
I cannot have it, no
I had to unlatch it
I had some baggage
She was the baggage though
And it is so drastic
It is so tragic
It do not matter doe
She being dramatic
Cut it off, hack it
Get off my mattress hoe
Tell me whatchu need to be
I wanna rest so peacefully
I can’t tell you whatchu need to be
You know whatchu
You know whatchu cause you gone
I can’t see I’m blinded by the sunlight
I see you dancing with the demons like all night
I got the weight up off my back, weight up off my shoulders
She said come through you know I know I needa hold her
I’d never thought it’d be this way
I roll joints, I got wrist pain
And she wanna travel the world
I sent that bitch to Brisbane
In body bag with a toe tag
And it’s so sad but it happen me
Woah, I been drinking all week
Shesh, I been drinking all week, damn
I gotta problem, I gotta habit
I cannot have it, no
I had to unlatch it
I had some baggage
She was the baggage though
Baggage though, baggage though
Baggage though, baggage though
This jam is dedicated
To that woman that knows what she wants
And just how to get it, word up
She knows what she wants
Yo, she knows what she wants
She knows what she wants and just how to get it
She knows what she wants
Yeah, she knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants and just how to get it
She knows what she wants, she's bold so she flaunts
Her hourglass jewels to mad clientele
Rejected oh well, she ain't goin to no hotel
Not the frantic freak type, but if you speak right
You get to take her out and dig her out on a weeknight
Weekends, she wants to spend your ends
Her shopping spree is colossal, attitude semi-hostile
Mack diva senorita, no reefer, no pizza, just
Shrimp and lobsters, champagne and mobsters
Suckin up the cream like a vac to a carpet
Strictly black market now you're her next target
Watch out, cause yo she knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
Yo, she knows what she wants
She knows what she wants and just how to get it
Spotted her in the club, with her crew nearby
Her looks are a lullaby, to pass us by, she's too fly
Never gunshy, hair is blown dry
She craves a wiseguy to help her gain amplify
So when you say, "Yo baby," she ain't gotta say hi to ya
Cause prior to this, he put rocks on her neck and wrist
Plus a fat joint on her finger
You best to have a batch of scratch and treats to bring her
And if you happen to luck up and get in
You'll find yourself another jealous trick-ass boyfriend
And furthermore the mink she's donning is stunning
Blinding your senses Dunn, never put the two
Before the one son
"It's the lesson well learned"
"It's going down!"
Sick y'all boys buying kits I wouldn't even buy my hoe
I done did it for too long, you think I'm finna bite my tongue
Let me pour up my mud, let me light my blunt
Started off down, bet the rest of my life I'm up
I bet it's on the floor, we get that pin point
Unky in the kitchen, he just damn near popped a wrist joint
Said he need a number one, well meet me at the Big Boy (huh, hey, hey)
.540 round the opps block, do the Mac McClung
Told my bitch she can have fun when that package come
Tried to throw it on, but you ain't even matching bum
Make it rump-bum-bum-bum when I attach the drum
For the blues, bro crunching like a Nestle bar
What Drake say?
All the bad bitches flock where the ballers at
They tryna follow my wave like a shark attack
I got my wrist on winter, joint longer then goddamn car antenna
Fuckin' in the car for a chance to take her home, I get face and all
Soon as she get in my lap, I'm takin' off
You're a nigger!
Hitmaka
I ain't really finna tell y'all how to
Get away with murder and shit ohh
Baby, tell me what the business is
(Business is)
Ohh, hit the J, now she limitless (Limitless)
Ohh, let you start, I'ma finish it
(Finish it)
Ohh, skrrt, skrrt out the dealership
(Dealership)
Ohh, hunnid shows packed out
Quiet down, pack loud
Hit the switches, pipes loud
Quiet down, pack loud
Say you need a joint, I'ma roll it
(I'ma roll it) niggas poppin' pills
I'm the one that's gettin' stoned
Niggas blowin' out they smoke
I'm tryna hold it (Tryna hold it)
Soon as it come off the plant
It be already sold it be with me on the road
Smokin' outta my hotel room
Everywhere I go, they be like
"He got a smell to him" (Smell)
He got it mailed to him
(Mailed to him) , but mine be growin' wings
You could probably do a half
But I'ma need the whole thing (Whole thing)
My joint is so green, my ride is so mean
You niggas so weak, my pockets so deep
My bank is full of Os, you niggas owe me
I blow it by the O, I put the "O" in "OG"
(Put the "O" in "OG")
Baby, tell me what the business is
(Business is)
Ohh, hit the J, now she limitless (Limitless)
Ohh, let you start, I'ma finish it
(Finish it)
Ohh, skrrt, skrrt out the dealership
(Dealership)
Ohh, hunnid shows packed out
Quiet down, pack loud
Hit the switches, pipes loud
Quiet down, pack loud
Ohh, don't kill the vibe, that shit sensitive
(yeah)
Got her jumpin' 4AM, it ain't no membership
(It's lit)
Yeah, cactus residue all on my fingertips
(Alright) yeah, when I'm out my mind
I don't use sentences (yeah)
Yeah, sendin' hunnids like it's change
Put the ice on all the gang (yeah, yeah)
She piped on cocaine, I'm pipin, octane
Hot flames (Gas) , lightin' hit the switch
(Switch) , this legit, huh (yeah)
Pink slips (Slips) , this my shit
She just wanna hit of La Flame an' of Wiz
Yeah bounce, wrist, wrist, bounce, wrist
While I mix
Baby, tell me what the business is
(Business is)
Ohh, hit the J, now she limitless (Limitless)
Ohh, let you start, I'ma finish it
(Finish it)
Ohh, skrrt, skrrt out the dealership
(Dealership)
Ohh, hunnid shows packed out
Quiet down, pack loud
Hit the switches, pipes loud
Quiet down (Montana) , pack loud
Niggas, French vanilla with the soda (Soda)
I got the toolie on me, so tell 'em show up
(Fuck the show up)
Got the CocaCola, Dr cola (Cola)
Any means necessary, bet we gon' ball out
(Ball out) perc from Khaled
(Khaled) , purse carrats, horse and carriage
Queen of the south, bitch from Dallas (O oh)
Trippin', trippin' off lean
Anyone who want it?
Not tonight
This is real (not done)
Tell me how it feel (this joint fire)
Broke boy, tell me how it feel (this joint fire)
Tell me how it feel
This is real (not done)
Tell me how it feel (this joint fire)
Tell me how it feel (this joint fire)
Tell me how it feel
Bitch, I'm 'bout to stunt on these hoes
Donald Glover called cut on these hoes
Put that nigga in a blunt, uh
Fuckin' on a cunt, huh
This a lifestyle, bitch
Put that shit together, that was my style, bitch (yeah)
Diamond chain on me came embedded (bling, bling)
Heard they asked about me, tell 'em that I said it, (tell them hoes) huh
Ooh, hearts were meant to fly
But I'm sorry for the things I've done
(Listen to the dance)
Everybody hatin' wanna get like me (ah)
Everybody Satan and I'm G-O-D (okay)
Ain't nobody livin' got my P.O.V.
I ain't lovin' no more
So if they pull up on the side, I ain't duckin' no more
This is after the half, an emotional dip
I was goin' too hard, I was sexin' the shit
Take a line, baby, spill your mind, baby
This is just a California mind statement
Ooh, shots from the Ruger, shots from the Ruger
Somebody died but don't nobody care
It's all bugged out, I'm still drugged out
We miss the couch and the lean at my cuz house
Just pop a Xan, baby, make your problems go away, yeah, ooh, what
See, I can handle, make the bottle go away (hey), yeah, yeah, yeah
Just pop a Xanny, make your problems go away, yeah, yeah, uh
And I can handle, make the bottle go away, yeah, whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, my cousin got a script, I'm tryna make it flip (yeah)
One baby mama cool, one baby mama trip (yeah)
No matter what I do it always be some shit (yeah)
That nigga need a hug and I just need a fifth
My cousin got the strap, I'm tryna make it flip
One baby mama cool, one baby mama trip
No matter what I do it always be some shit
This nigga need a hug and I just need a fifth (I need a)
Pop a Xan, baby
(Yeah) shit
(No matter what I do it always be some shit) make your problems go
(No matter what I do it always be some) I can handle, yeah, uh
Make your problems go away, yeah (need a hug and I just need a fifth)
Quarters and halves, joint and a band
Fuckin' your mind up, yeah, alright
Now, quarters and halves, joint and a band
Fuckin' your mind up, yeah
Alright now, bitches gon' be bitches and you niggas gon' be hoes
Only pop it 'cause you heard it in a song
Yeah, bitches gon' be bitches and niggas gon' be hoes
Only pop it 'cause you heard it in a song, yeah
Quarters and halves, joint and a band
Fuckin' your mind up, yeah
Alright now, quarters and halves, joint and a band
Fuckin' your mind up, ay, ah
Alright now, quarters and bands and motherfuckin' bands
Motherfuckin' your mind up
Whoa, fuckin' your mind up
The fuck where your mind was?
I cut their finger from hand and cut their hand from wrist shit
Light another joint time to get lit
[Chorus 8X]
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
[Verse 2]
Now everybody checkin' the lingo you know I bringo
(Strong arm tactics) represento fresco raw through the weso
why digo trucha con tususia cuando entro con el latin lingo
Collecting masa across the map like Desperado steelo
Now you can bust and I can bust but
Who got that gold in they clutch?
Hey Keith, fuck these niggas up
Yeah, hunnid bands hunnid bands
I keep it a hunnid bands
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
Book me that's a hunnid bands
My whip cost a hunnid bands
My new wrist's a hunnid bands
Try me, that's a hunnid bands
One night, that's a hunnid bands
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
I keep it a hunnid bands
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
Book me that's a hunnid bands
My whip cost a hunnid bands
My new wrist's a hunnid bands
Try me, that's a hunnid bands
One night, that's a hunnid bands
Left wrist, right wrist, workin' like I got a pan
Chain lit, charm lit, so bright you might get a tan
Joint lit, walked in, smokin' weed because I can
Might take your bitch 'cause she said you ain't her man
Get cake all day count it up before I go
KK to the face, gotta blow a lot of smoke
Niggas might talk shit, see 'em they don't say it though
Ball shit, you a lame that's just how the game go
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
I keep it a hunnid bands
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
Book me that's a hunnid bands
My whip cost a hunnid bands
My new wrist's a hunnid bands
Try me, that's a hunnid bands
One night, that's a hunnid bands
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
I keep it a hunnid bands
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
Book me that's a hunnid bands
My whip cost a hunnid bands
My new wrist's a hunnid bands
Try me, that's a hunnid bands
One night, that's a hunnid bands
Work hard, grind hard, money keep a lot of it
Gotta keep my money long so I stay on top of it
Buy a lot of chains but I own a lot of property
Shorty give me brain, and she sucked me up properly
Hop up in the Hellcat, no it ain't stoppin' me
Niggas say I got the game, locked like monopoly
Put it in her mouth, and she do it real sloppily
Always down to give these boys the game when I'm droppin' these
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
I keep it a hunnid bands
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
Book me that's a hunnid bands
My whip cost a hunnid bands
My new wrist's a hunnid bands
Try me, that's a hunnid bands
One night, that's a hunnid bands
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
I keep it a hunnid bands
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
Book me that's a hunnid bands
My whip cost a hunnid bands
My new wrist's a hunnid bands
Try me, that's a hunnid bands
One night, that's a hunnid bands
Okay
(Mustard on the beat ho)
Don't give me no bammer weed
We don't smoke that shit, it's TGOD
Don't give me no bammer weed
We don't smoke that shit, it's TGOD
Don't give me no bammer weed
We don't smoke that shit, it's TGOD
Don't give me no bammer weed
We don't smoke that shit, it's TGOD (okay)
Ridin', slidin', dippin', vibin'
Bitch, get high, come and live this life
I'm a rich nigga, I could fuck a rich bitch twice
I'm a rich nigga, I could fuck a rich nigga wife
Make her roll this joint when she get inside
You be home on your own, but your friends ain't shy
Bust down Rollie, make my wrist hit bright
You gon' hit this J, you gon' get this pipe
Hit it 'til the mornin', I'ma miss this flight
Good day time, you a freak at night
Hoes get mad, better keep that vibe
When you live like me, you don't see that price
Want that bag, don't need likes
OG swag, don't need stripes
Only gas, that's only right
Smokin' tree, my only vice
Don't give me no bammer weed (okay)
We don't smoke that shit, it's TGOD
Don't give me no bammer weed
We don't smoke that shit, it's TGOD
Don't give me no bammer weed
We don't smoke that shit, it's TGOD
Don't give me no bammer weed
We don't smoke that shit, it's TGOD
Don't give me no bammer joint
If it's in my bag, know the grass on point
Only real ones roll big doinks
Kinda into her friend, if she want, she join
Rolled up when she heard my voice
She comin' with me, she ain't got no choice
Six D'Ussé, no Rolls Royce
Just bought a Corvette, just sold my Porsche
Only hit one time, she callin'
No NBA team, we ballin'
Don't take 'em on trips, don't spoil 'em
New that, new this, need all 'em
New whip, new paint like Rodman
No brake, straight gas, you stallin'
Don't take no brakes, I'm dialed in
See me, big smoke like fireman
Don't give me no bammer weed
We don't smoke that shit, it's TGOD
Don't give me no bammer weed
We don't smoke that shit, it's TGOD
Don't give me no bammer weed
We don't smoke that shit, it's TGOD
Don't give me no bammer weed
We don't smoke that shit, it's TGOD
[Chorus]
I'm gettin' money, I'm ballin' hard
Heard them niggas hatin on me, cause they fallin' off
Honestly bitch, I'm ballin' hard
Yeah It's my time, and I'mma shine just like my Audemars, my audemars
Bust down, and iced out
Just hit the switch, that bitch be shining when the lights out
Bust down, and iced out
Look at my wrist, that bitch be shining like a lighthouse
I spit a verse, that's like a point
I do it short, that's like a joint
That's like a bird, oh nigga you ain't heard
I'm in the mixin like a saute when it's gettin stirred
Pull up in the Maserati, got them bitches lookin' at me like I shot somebody
I'm stackin' paper, I need that dropped Ferrari
Got them trying to claim a nigga and we not on Maury
My AP, cool as an A/C
Look in the magazine, the same exact as Jay-Z (Same one)
I'm gettin' money, nigga you straight flea
That bitch be shining thunder up I call it KD
I'm ballin' in this bitch like it's my motherfucking born day
Bout to get a swiss account, so fuck bout what the forms say
I just did 100 shows, ain't never get a tour date
MMG we winning bitch, go check what the score say
[Chorus]
Hundred stacks, Frank watch
Mill at the crib with them tools out
Money nigga, head huntin'
Big timer, rap hunter
Uptown soldier on the battlefield,
Big timer blood gettin killa kill
High roller been doing this since the 90s bitch,
Flippin' birds shippin' how we did this shit
Swag dawg, the money hangin'
A hundred stacks, been bangin'
High roller, shock collar
Ferrari speed, niggas been ballin'
Cherry on them flakes when we on the mound,
Fire on that candy blowin' out the pound
Bad bitch stand 6 feet, standin' on this money bought a new fleet
[Chorus]
Look at my wrist, that shit 200 hundred thou'
Cut the lights down, look at me now
Back then they didn't want me, now I'm hot and they all on me
Pull a bunch of these white bitches, I'm chillin hard at the Pink Pony
Gucci Mane and Meek Mills, I'm ballin hard, I'm too trill
New ride with new money, so I had to put it on new rims
Hawks game, I'm court side
Red bottles on the wet floor, give them up to the athletes
Smellin' like a pound of dro, Versace shades I'm yoked out
Rolls Royce it smoked out, parked in front your whole house
I blew the horn, she jumped out
Maybach on cascade, the one on down my west side
4 girls, only fucked 3
Cause one left, and she missed out
[Chorus]
Just tell me
You niggas don't want beef, no deli
That's Ashley, that's Kelly
Rich nigga and I'm known 'round the city
Got a phone full of hoes and some bad ones with me
Get jiggy when I smoke spliffs spliffy
I don't pay for nothing, they gift me
Got my hand out for it, they give me
Barely gotta ask for it, they give me
All night, give me, you give me
She give me, girl, give me
She said she never met a nigga like me, no
Might smoke but she never had these O's for sure
Roll another joint, take a shot for the road
Both fucked up, hands up, eyes closed
Before we out the door
Gotta smoke a joint for every joint I know
Rich nigga and I'm known 'round the city
Got a phone full of hoes and some bad ones with me
Get jiggy when I smoke spliffs spliffy
I don't pay for nothing, they gift me
Got my hand out for it, they give me
Barely gotta ask for it, they give me
All night, give me, you give me
She give me, girl, give me
Yeah, you know what it is
My whole gang up in this bitch
We 'bout to just go watch some movies, I don't know
We might put on coffee and, um, you know
Come up with some, some really, really good flows
See Ya
I be everywhere everybody know me
Super, super fresh with a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy keep the chickens in check
All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib
Dru Hill?
Straight shots, we don't want no chaser (no chaser)
No lame shit (no lame shit), straight player (straight player)
Pour a drink, put your hands in the air (in the air)
Roll a joint, put your hands in the air (in the air)
You don't gotta call your girls they right here
You've been workin' out, so that thing feel real good
Gon' put it on me (okay), it's been a while
Say you miss me
You be ridin' in my ride, old school
You be lookin' at my wrist, so cool
Had to get rid of that nigga, old news
We be smokin' by the ounce, roll two
Got you rollin' out the pound, real stoned
Say I got you glowin' up, real grown
Ain't like bitches say emotions you don't feel those
Been a minute since we spoke but we still close (still close, still close)
Our empire, we gon' think about that
Come to mine, she gon' break her whole back
Set a goal, we attack, she ain't goin' nowhere, she attached
Straight shots, we don't want no chaser (no chaser)
No lame shit (no lame shit), straight player (straight player)
(Whatever you do for me, ay that's what you do for you)
Pour a drink, put your hands in the air (in the air)
Roll a joint, put your hands in the air (in the air)
You don't gotta call your girls they right here
You've been workin' out, so that thing feel real good
Gon' put it on me, it's been a while
Say you miss me
I could see it inside your face, you got a lotta taste
A bad bitch like you need her whole body laced up
With diamonds rings and such
Nigga make the wrong move, then he will get touched
Got you leavin' out the crib, lookin' all dressed up
Bring it all back, but you don't stop, you can't get enough
Hundred dollar joints, name on our cup
Royal flush, new owners of the club
Only fifties and hunnids, no we don't do dubs
Not even on our whips
Come out on a Saturday and I can show you scrubs
Takin' shots, when she was supposed to be with cuz
From the gate, I knew just what it was
Straight shots, we don't want no chaser (no chaser)
No lame shit (no lame shit), straight player (straight player)
Pour a drink, put your hands in the air (in the air)
Roll a joint, put your hands in the air (in the air)
You don't gotta call your girls they right here
You've been workin' out, so that thing feel real good
Gon' put it on me, it's been a while
Say you miss me
give it up for a sis
cause you my dime you shine more than this joint on my wrist
L.A., me and you the whole world's at my feet
with you at my side my whole life is complete
Chorus
This jam is dedicated
to that woman that knows what she wants
and just how to get it, word up
She knows what she wants (2X)
Yo, she knows what she wants
She knows what she wants and just how to get it
She knows what she wants
Yeah, she knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants and just how to get it
She knows what she wants, she's bold so she flaunts
her hourglass jewels to mad clientele
Rejected oh well, she ain't goin to no hotel
Not the frantic freak type, but if you speak right
you get to take her out and dig her out on a weeknight
Weekends, she wants to spend your ends
Her shopping spree is colossal, attitude semi-hostile
Mack diva senorita, no reefer, no pizza, just
shrimp and lobsters, champagne and mobsters
Suckin up the cream like a vac to a carpet
Strictly black market now you're her next target
Watch out... cause yo she knows what she wants
She knows what she wants (2X)
Yo, she knows what she wants
She knows what she wants and just how to get it
Spotted her in the club, with her crew nearby
Her looks are a lullaby, to pass us by, she's too fly
Never gunshy, hair is blown dry
She craves a wiseguy to help her gain amplify
So when you say, "Yo baby," she ain't gotta say hi to ya
cause prior to this, he put rocks on her neck and wrist
plus a fat joint on her finger
You best to have a batch of scratch and treats to bring her
And if you happen to luck up and get in
You'll find yourself another jealous trick-ass boyfriend
And furthermore the mink she's donning is stunning
Blinding your senses Dunn, never put the two
before the one son...
(She ain't got it)
We ain't fuckin' 'less she got it
I need money out her pockets (out her pockets)
You ain't ballin', nigga, stop it
If I got it, I'ma pop it, I'm in Neiman's with my rocket
.30 hangin' off my Off-White denim
Niggas politickin' and they feelin' like some children
Hella wave baby, real niggas in the building
I'm tryna break your back, I ain't really with the building
Stealin', robbin', we want all the problems
Count a couple thousand then I stuff 'em in my wallets (countin' racks up)
Rich, made, I get money in six ways
These niggas switch lanes, they the Mafia gang
This is how we do it
It's Friday night
I pour three lines
The codeine's here on the West side
So I reach for my liter, then I pour it up
Designated driver, take the keys, not my cup
Pop some Xans, now I'm faded
Count a hunnid bands up, like, "nigga, yeah we made it"
Big body Benz (skrrt)
You can't see through my tints
I've been creepin' while you sleepin'
Finna shoot you and your mans
I mix molly with my hand
I get geeked up, count my Ms (pop the Mollies)
If a nigga run up on me, pull this .30 out my pants (okay)
Just got a big joint rolled up
My own liquor what I pour in my cup
I don't got six bitches, I don't show up
Seen the diamond chain, they go nuts
Brought ten bottles, I don't think it's enough
We run out, I got Moet in the trunk
Nigga, talk down, then a nigga get snuffed
Lotta joints gettin' rolled, lotta cones gettin' stuffed
I told my jeweler, "freeze my wrist up"
Wanna keep on the team then she gon' need cuffs
Cartier frames and my AP bussin'
Realest in the game, know it ain't no question
Hello, bitch, you don't dress like me
Low-key wanna be just like me
I can pull up in a fresh white tee
Guaranteed every bitch in the party want me
Pull up sittin' low in my seat
Smokin' on KK like a G
Bad bitch ride with me, she a freak
Smokin', drinkin', going hard all week
Let's go
This is how we do it
It's Friday night (uh)
I pour three lines
The codeine's here on the West side
So I reach for my liter, then I pour it up
Designated driver, take the keys, not my cup
Pop some Xans, now I'm faded
Count a hunnid bands up, like, "nigga, yeah we made it"
I got my doe backwards from the shoes to the wrist
I roll a joint just to help the table rise
I stick with the motherfuckers only thing you can count on me
This anger we creating, give it to me may it help
Nothing to give, but a little bit of help
But nothing are good in here yah,
Nothing to give, but a little bit of help
If I can help someone find the love they left, then I feel like sharing
If I can help someone live longer, then I feel like sharing
If I can help someone with a place to go, then I feel like sharing
I need your help, need your help
But it seems like she got another man
Join the party, and watch your tongue get
Put on that ice, just to help her forget
Shawty gotta couple fans but these haters need money
Just why it must be so hard to please a good God
Please help me, try to understand
If I can help someone find the love they left, then I feel like sharing
If I can help someone live longer, then I feel like sharing
If I can help someone with a place to go, then I feel like sharing
I need your help, need your help
I tried to help the suckers, how?
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