[Verse 1]
Yeah, a hundred on my neck and my wrist, yeah, I'm a shiner
Wildin', got a problem fuckin' hoes without a condom
Hate her, but I love it when I fuck her, call me toxic
Cold bottle of water, then I'm boxing with her tonsils
Percocets and zaza, Wockhardt, not no molly
It's gon' be a new dead body, a nigga try me
We just poked for three hours straight and pulled over Donnies
Niggas mad they partners keep getting turnt to exotic
Tryna show out when I fuck her, I popped a Roxy
Street nigga grew up on Gotti, I rock Versaces
City know I'm slimy, get him snaked by his partner
Yeah, you kept the backdoor closed, but you ain't lock it
Goofy ain't have one in the head, I had to cock it
I'm a 5500 young shiner, that's how I'm rockin'
Santa to my safe, I be stuffing it like a stocking
I was mailing tens from my migo 'nem out in Stockton
Big Gee, the capital one, what's in your wallet?
I got thirty, forty thousand all blues stuffed in my pocket
[Chorus]
Yeah, it started with the money, respect, and now it's the power
I was knocking 'bows, before exotic, it was sour
My mama raised a whole lotta thangs, but not a coward
I'ma get down on 'em broad day for disrespecting ours
Rental place buggin', I keep running up the mileage
I can get it sold, I did like twenty 'bows a hour
A chemist, I can make a liquid solid from a powder
It started with the money, respect, and now it's the power
Yeah, a hundred on my neck and my wrist, yeah, I'm a shiner
Wildin', got a problem fuckin' hoes without a condom
Hate her, but I love it when I fuck her, call me toxic
Cold bottle of water, then I'm boxing with her tonsils
Percocets and zaza, Wockhardt, not no molly
It's gon' be a new dead body, a nigga try me
We just poked for three hours straight and pulled over Donnies
Niggas mad they partners keep getting turnt to exotic
Tryna show out when I fuck her, I popped a Roxy
Street nigga grew up on Gotti, I rock Versaces
City know I'm slimy, get him snaked by his partner
Yeah, you kept the backdoor closed, but you ain't lock it
Goofy ain't have one in the head, I had to cock it
I'm a 5500 young shiner, that's how I'm rockin'
Santa to my safe, I be stuffing it like a stocking
I was mailing tens from my migo 'nem out in Stockton
Big Gee, the capital one, what's in your wallet?
I got thirty, forty thousand all blues stuffed in my pocket
[Chorus]
Yeah, it started with the money, respect, and now it's the power
I was knocking 'bows, before exotic, it was sour
My mama raised a whole lotta thangs, but not a coward
I'ma get down on 'em broad day for disrespecting ours
Rental place buggin', I keep running up the mileage
I can get it sold, I did like twenty 'bows a hour
A chemist, I can make a liquid solid from a powder
It started with the money, respect, and now it's the power
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