Im on one you two, off a couple drinks a couple blunts too. its like a hundred of us only one room. if she got friends fuck it tell em come thru .pop a bottle in a pent house stuntin like its my shit but really this my friends house. fuck whoever digged out headed to the money,road to riches bitch im en route. i did it myself fuck if you feeling me im feeling myself. i been on my own dick , dont listen to the radio i keep bumpin my own shit. the money call then im hanging up the phone quick. Dont overthink it like a BLT. can i give ya TLC?

Rip the left dot , from the east coast but heres something for the west side. if you can do with it baby lets ride all about the ass give a fuck about the breast size. i see you tryna flex guy but im not impressed guy. where im from you come stunting like you something Cuz you just fly them bullets i let fly. i ain't with the balance ,id rather hear the music i dont wanna hear a silence. to say the money talk and actions speak louder then them words i guess i finally gots to get a silence. i swear i be stuntin on yall n***as i should drop an album called parental guidance. Writing on a rooftop , you look like a postcard ,oh god with my whole squad going so hard. Prolly on a yatch lookin out for the coast guard. okay i exaggerated ,when you do it like this you know you gotta make it. ain't no need to say it, bitch i be the greatest cocky when im drunk you can see im faded. can't blame it on the juice you tell me you love me my reply is i appreciate it. its like a hundred of us only one room but if she got friend fuck it tell em come through



Im on one you two, off a couple drinks a couple blunts too. its like a hundred of us only one room. if she got friends fuck it tell em come thru


I wanted some of her she wanted some of me, if she wanna get the D she gotta hit the D. ima be a young pimp till im 53, if you wanna hit the lot you gotta hit the team. drink up then link up, i dont fuck with pussy n***as bitch im in my zone. kick a n***a down the steps thats just how he roll. if your eyes ain't on money what the fuck you on. James brown with alotta soul leprechaun with the wrist im whipping up a pot of gold. i wanted some of her she wanted some of me, she gotta take a jet to the 313 i dont fuck with losing n***as yea i hate yall. Came in a n***a crib then i laughed like Ray Charles. Ar's pistol pumps. Finna put carots on my grill, if i need a check check the mail thats a hunch. money in the bank and the bag thats an extra lunch


Im on one you two, off a couple drinks a couple blunts too. its like a hundred of us only one room. if she got friends fuck it tell em come thru.im on one you two, off a couple drinks a couple blunts too. its like a hundred of us only one room. if she got friends fuck it tell em come thru

Tell em come through