Another Day in SF Larry June

I was sliding to Mason, when I cracked this bitch
Bounced out at the cafe, and gave her the zip
You got [...], you to the neck, yo last P wasn't really bout a check
It ain't really bout the money, bitch I got alot of game
Once you hop in this drop, bitch yo whole life could change
I could see it in your eyes, you been stressed off Backpage
But you a million dollar bitch, you could get it any way
We can go to Las Vegas and eat big steaks
If we hit the strip club you could make a band day
She don't dance in the city 'cause her family be out
And I'm a million dollar nigga so this whammy be out
Sippin champagne with my nigga Worthy and shit
All the hoes out tonight so I'm sweatin a bitch
Grab a pack of Backwoods and the Frisco fittest
I ain't a superstar yet but the real niggas feel it
I got respect in my city I don't need that blap
But I keep that blap, 'cause nigga I rap
If you a snitch you a snitch I can't fuck with that
That's why I'm always by myself with this mini mac
I be at Whole Foods, white folks and shit
In the produce aisle tryna crack a bitch
Said how you doin, my name's Larry had to switch it up
Yo daddy must own hella iHOP's or something
She had a house in Diamond Heights and a Benz truck
I asked her how she doin this she only 21
She sat me down and said June I got a great trick
He give me everything I want since I was 18
I sit her down and gave her game and made it make sense
I told her nothing last forever gotta make it flip
Make sure your credit [...] you gotta own some shit
And you always gotta know a trick gon' be a trick
I be up bright and early eatin' egg whites
Fresh tangerine juice get my day right
I be playin' Darnell Jones and Berry White
Make my bed, clean the kitchen, and book a flight
Sometimes I never leave the house I ain't missin shit
Same niggas same bitches on that bullshit
I'm wipin' down my M80 while I read a book
Barbeque at the crib you should slide through