[Hook]
In these streets you can't play, nigga
You can't play victim
Ride with it, yeah, stick with me
And it's spinning niggas
Pokerface, yeah, by the cheque
And I'm eatin', nigga
High all day, he ain't getting money
Let the fiends get him
Quick flipper, yeah, real bag flipper
Yeah, I'm a big dripper
Real water, yeah-yeah, icewater
My name popsicle
In a green suit, yeah-yeah, fye with me
Shootin' at fly niggas
RealSosaBoy, we ain't Scarface, you the one that's dyin', nigga
[Verse 1]
Thot bitch, yeah lil thot bitch, she got ass, slime
Lil grown bitch, yeah she like my dick
I put her bag on it
Feed her face, then back to the streets
I'm money trap hungry
Never give a nigga your master key
'Cause they'll snatch you outta there
Got the hood go like I'm Master P
Ain't ready to tell for sum
He police, he tellin' to the streets
Yeah, a worm
The way we did his ass, his momma like "shiidd"
Closed case, lil homie
Maison Margiela's with the white-tee
Whitey dope boy on me
Knock a nigga off for them bands, Ricky [?]
Five o' clock flight overseas, need a xan
Rollin' leaves, yeah, gas pack; Jackie Chan
A hoe can't please me, 'less she giving me some brain
In these streets you can't play, nigga
You can't play victim
Ride with it, yeah, stick with me
And it's spinning niggas
Pokerface, yeah, by the cheque
And I'm eatin', nigga
High all day, he ain't getting money
Let the fiends get him
Quick flipper, yeah, real bag flipper
Yeah, I'm a big dripper
Real water, yeah-yeah, icewater
My name popsicle
In a green suit, yeah-yeah, fye with me
Shootin' at fly niggas
RealSosaBoy, we ain't Scarface, you the one that's dyin', nigga
[Verse 1]
Thot bitch, yeah lil thot bitch, she got ass, slime
Lil grown bitch, yeah she like my dick
I put her bag on it
Feed her face, then back to the streets
I'm money trap hungry
Never give a nigga your master key
'Cause they'll snatch you outta there
Got the hood go like I'm Master P
Ain't ready to tell for sum
He police, he tellin' to the streets
Yeah, a worm
The way we did his ass, his momma like "shiidd"
Closed case, lil homie
Maison Margiela's with the white-tee
Whitey dope boy on me
Knock a nigga off for them bands, Ricky [?]
Five o' clock flight overseas, need a xan
Rollin' leaves, yeah, gas pack; Jackie Chan
A hoe can't please me, 'less she giving me some brain
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