WILL YOU Ruben Slikk (Ft. Bizerk)

[Verse 1: Ruben Slikk]
Since I was a young nigga, I been gettin' money
Sippin' slow-mo, sniffin' dope out the six-hunnid
Booger sugar on my shirt won't upset my stomach
Ready for whatever and whoever really think they want it
A heavy Pistol and it's swingin' from my holster on it
OG tilted on the under, ain't no scopin' on it
UPS text message, really hopin' on it
Shawty plottin' on me for my paper, felt her gropin' on it
Reach back like a pimp out in Oakland on her
Told her quit cryin', suck this, got to strokin' on her
Balls catch a cold mist while I'm pokin' on her
Super soaked sheets from her snatch wit' the lotion on it
The way I walk on the water like I'm floatin' on it
Chalk outlines, hear your thoughts, see me loafin' on it
Bread loaf, blue ribbons and I'm smokin' on it
Still smoke the [?] like a savage long as coke is on it

[Chorus: Ruben Slikk]
Will you just believe in me?
Now see it through
After rain, then it came out the sun
All my money sky blue
'Til the end of my days I'ma ride 'til I die, piru
'Til the end of my days I'ma ride 'til I die, piru