[Verse 1: Money Man]
A thousand P's in Cali waiting on me
Ain't nobody finna drive fuck it I'ma drive myself
Asking me for help you need to help yourself
Damn she bad I gotta touch her
Damn she bad I gotta fuck her I can't help myself
Super slimy Future Thugga boi we sellin all the smoke
Pablo Escobar and Boston George boy we sellin' all the dope
Hunt you down just like a lion in the jungle do an antelope
Growing with the automatic timers this shit grow itself
Tryin' to put a her fanny on my gucci belt
Tryna lick me, boy, that's suicide, you might as well shoot yourself
I swipe a plastic through a dummy merchant
Light the gas burn it
She gon' let me it for certain
I got P's all in a Black Suburban
Louis V pattern printed on my turban
Cryptocastle I'm talking litecoin
Beef with me play with your life boy
[Verse 1: BCShooter]
See I Buss down a bag, then I go get the cash
Then I count up the money for nigga who mad
And these niggas be hatin' I can see it in their face
So we cut down the packs and flooded their estate
So I load the choppa right now and then if a nigga want it I'ma shoot the nigga in the face
I know these niggas out here talkin' about a nigga
But the love out here be so damn fake
I'm In Balenciaga with the Gucci bottoms did the Ferragamo yesterday
We know a couple plug with a couple trucks
Guarenteed we get em' on em on face
They might drop em off the next day
I just might hit lil shawty where she stay
I got a puertorican bitch who daddy was a plug
I need the number to the safe
I told my nigga we gon' run it up
And we ain't gon' never look the other way
I'm really out here on the grind getting mine
I can't let a nigga take my place
I'm gonna let a nigga feel the K
I'm gonna put it in a nigga face
A thousand P's in Cali waiting on me
Ain't nobody finna drive fuck it I'ma drive myself
Asking me for help you need to help yourself
Damn she bad I gotta touch her
Damn she bad I gotta fuck her I can't help myself
Super slimy Future Thugga boi we sellin all the smoke
Pablo Escobar and Boston George boy we sellin' all the dope
Hunt you down just like a lion in the jungle do an antelope
Growing with the automatic timers this shit grow itself
Tryin' to put a her fanny on my gucci belt
Tryna lick me, boy, that's suicide, you might as well shoot yourself
I swipe a plastic through a dummy merchant
Light the gas burn it
She gon' let me it for certain
I got P's all in a Black Suburban
Louis V pattern printed on my turban
Cryptocastle I'm talking litecoin
Beef with me play with your life boy
[Verse 1: BCShooter]
See I Buss down a bag, then I go get the cash
Then I count up the money for nigga who mad
And these niggas be hatin' I can see it in their face
So we cut down the packs and flooded their estate
So I load the choppa right now and then if a nigga want it I'ma shoot the nigga in the face
I know these niggas out here talkin' about a nigga
But the love out here be so damn fake
I'm In Balenciaga with the Gucci bottoms did the Ferragamo yesterday
We know a couple plug with a couple trucks
Guarenteed we get em' on em on face
They might drop em off the next day
I just might hit lil shawty where she stay
I got a puertorican bitch who daddy was a plug
I need the number to the safe
I told my nigga we gon' run it up
And we ain't gon' never look the other way
I'm really out here on the grind getting mine
I can't let a nigga take my place
I'm gonna let a nigga feel the K
I'm gonna put it in a nigga face
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