[Intro]
No hundreds, all thousands (Sheesh)
White at the top, keep the blue at the bottom (Sheesh)
Might end your production, ya
I poured it up now she blushing, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Take you a bowl of spaghetti put it on your head like it's tata
We gon' come through around three and I pray and hope everybody knocked out
Put a muzzle on a K and a potato on a Tec and go shoot while your lights out
Foreign tags in the hood, yeah, slatts out
[Chorus]
Intercontinental make the birds flip
I just had a pint, it was a whole rip
Fuck a margarita, I'm out the bowl with it
Make her suck the dick, she gotta choke with it
That's how they was dealt, we gotta roll with it
Oxycontin velvet, got a coat with it
I just had a fifthsome off a foreplay, ayy
Pour it up, beat the case, ayy
[Verse 1]
I ain't got nothin' to say 'bout these bad cops
Fuck the good ones, I think they should all drop
Ninety percent of us mob ties
I'm in a coupe with a bad thot
I'm really focused on bad stuff
I'll hold your kid for a ransom
I went and got it, yeah, and some
Ain't gotta change my rings
Ain't gotta change your bands
You was tryna fuck it with your kids
I was in a white avalanche
I was drinkin' grapes like crans'
Conversation ain't 'round business
Last 8 sections on the land
I just got a ring like a Durant
Throw a hundred racks, make her chant
I don't got no hundreds, all thousands on me
Dropped a whole quarter mil' on the blouser, homie
Rockin' the mink, got koala on it
I just copped me a pent' with a dolly on it
I put my dick in my stylist
I lost a cool hundred racks out in college
I just now ran into one of my opps
I was so fresh, man, I talked myself out it, yeah
No hundreds, all thousands (Sheesh)
White at the top, keep the blue at the bottom (Sheesh)
Might end your production, ya
I poured it up now she blushing, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Take you a bowl of spaghetti put it on your head like it's tata
We gon' come through around three and I pray and hope everybody knocked out
Put a muzzle on a K and a potato on a Tec and go shoot while your lights out
Foreign tags in the hood, yeah, slatts out
[Chorus]
Intercontinental make the birds flip
I just had a pint, it was a whole rip
Fuck a margarita, I'm out the bowl with it
Make her suck the dick, she gotta choke with it
That's how they was dealt, we gotta roll with it
Oxycontin velvet, got a coat with it
I just had a fifthsome off a foreplay, ayy
Pour it up, beat the case, ayy
[Verse 1]
I ain't got nothin' to say 'bout these bad cops
Fuck the good ones, I think they should all drop
Ninety percent of us mob ties
I'm in a coupe with a bad thot
I'm really focused on bad stuff
I'll hold your kid for a ransom
I went and got it, yeah, and some
Ain't gotta change my rings
Ain't gotta change your bands
You was tryna fuck it with your kids
I was in a white avalanche
I was drinkin' grapes like crans'
Conversation ain't 'round business
Last 8 sections on the land
I just got a ring like a Durant
Throw a hundred racks, make her chant
I don't got no hundreds, all thousands on me
Dropped a whole quarter mil' on the blouser, homie
Rockin' the mink, got koala on it
I just copped me a pent' with a dolly on it
I put my dick in my stylist
I lost a cool hundred racks out in college
I just now ran into one of my opps
I was so fresh, man, I talked myself out it, yeah
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