Bs & Gs 22nd Jim

[Intro]
(Reece, take 'em to church)

[Verse 1]
Fifty thousand on the watch on some white shit
I just landed in New York on the night tip
Feds watch my every move, I'm a flight risk
When I play, I play for keeps, ain't no nice shit
Lookin' like a chandelier when that ice hit
I just hit 'em and forget 'em, I one-night shit
I don't fuck with basic bitches, I like type shit
Pack money, niggas think I'm sellin' white bitch
Couple niggas out the 'jects, and they gon' step with me
Niggas talk when I'm away, never step to me
I can't give you boys the sauce or the recipe
Lost it all when I lost Trig, got the best of me
In and out of traffic, tell them niggas keep up
Landed fifty outta state with my feet up
Throwin' ones to the sky, tell 'em sweep up
Shine hard, Stevie Wonder say he see us

[Chorus]
I was broke in the beginning, got my G's up
Got them bodies from way back, got my B's up
Got my pape', then I'm straight, I don't need much
Might've seen a lot of niggas, but ain't seen us
Even on the stage, got my thing tucked
Nigga run up like he crazy, better shape up
Started off a thousand niggas, got my wave up
I like my bitches to be bad with no makeup