[Intro]
Yeah
[Verse]
I just spent thirty-five grand on a humbug (Go)
Half of this shit I went and spent with the gun plug (Bitch)
Nigga more strapped than a middle-aged dyke style
(Oh my God, Ronny)
Leave the boy layin' where he stayin’ like a bathtub
Tryna keep it cool but this bitch gon' make me act up
Nigga, back up, go somewhere and get your racks up
I will use my gun if I have to (Uh)
Big FN, I will not need back up
These bullets leave a nigga tryna get sewn up (Bitch)
This bitch bad, she about to get flown up
Since 17, I've been livin’ like a grown-up
Got a big bank now every single bitch gon' fuck
Pull up in a Tonk' truck lookin' like the money man
I do not give a single fuck about a hunnid bands
I can count that so quick with my other hand (Ooh, ooh)
My brims hard, let me know who realer then (Yeah)
Up a couple million, still rock a Gilla then
Might paint the whip all pink like I'm Killa Cam
Inside the whip peanut butter like I'm Peter Pan
I need my own island, Gilligan
I'm sorry your bitch wanna feel a man
Woah (Bee), walk in the club, changin' the weather
Call me the new weatherman
New earring same size as a CD (Ice)
Eighty-five racks, no cap, know you see these
Shit look sweet, no licks come easy
On my soul, this shit ain’t PG (Go)
I’ma sit this one out like KD
Might turn 30, go bald like KG (Yeah)
Prolly will not 'cause I am not that crazy
Keep talkin’ shit, I'ma wipe that baby
Six Grand tee, sent the money to AB
At this point, I see more water than the Navy
Need a Porsche coupe same color as some gravy
All tinted up, top drop, middle finger to a cop (Yeah)
Niggas hate Boat 'cause I'm the most unorthodox (Fuck)
Nutting on her face like the motherfuckin’ chicken pox
I remember when the fuck ass niggas didn't rock
Now niggas know what's goin' down, word to Yung Joc
Yeah
[Verse]
I just spent thirty-five grand on a humbug (Go)
Half of this shit I went and spent with the gun plug (Bitch)
Nigga more strapped than a middle-aged dyke style
(Oh my God, Ronny)
Leave the boy layin' where he stayin’ like a bathtub
Tryna keep it cool but this bitch gon' make me act up
Nigga, back up, go somewhere and get your racks up
I will use my gun if I have to (Uh)
Big FN, I will not need back up
These bullets leave a nigga tryna get sewn up (Bitch)
This bitch bad, she about to get flown up
Since 17, I've been livin’ like a grown-up
Got a big bank now every single bitch gon' fuck
Pull up in a Tonk' truck lookin' like the money man
I do not give a single fuck about a hunnid bands
I can count that so quick with my other hand (Ooh, ooh)
My brims hard, let me know who realer then (Yeah)
Up a couple million, still rock a Gilla then
Might paint the whip all pink like I'm Killa Cam
Inside the whip peanut butter like I'm Peter Pan
I need my own island, Gilligan
I'm sorry your bitch wanna feel a man
Woah (Bee), walk in the club, changin' the weather
Call me the new weatherman
New earring same size as a CD (Ice)
Eighty-five racks, no cap, know you see these
Shit look sweet, no licks come easy
On my soul, this shit ain’t PG (Go)
I’ma sit this one out like KD
Might turn 30, go bald like KG (Yeah)
Prolly will not 'cause I am not that crazy
Keep talkin’ shit, I'ma wipe that baby
Six Grand tee, sent the money to AB
At this point, I see more water than the Navy
Need a Porsche coupe same color as some gravy
All tinted up, top drop, middle finger to a cop (Yeah)
Niggas hate Boat 'cause I'm the most unorthodox (Fuck)
Nutting on her face like the motherfuckin’ chicken pox
I remember when the fuck ass niggas didn't rock
Now niggas know what's goin' down, word to Yung Joc
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