[Intro: $teven Cannon]
Montage
Chris roll we gon' make it, we gon' blow

[Verse 1: $teven Cannon]
Fuck it, faded than this bitch, I'm a big flirt, whoo
It's some Nasdaq in this bitch, Imma flip first (Uh)
Robbin' forty-two out on a bitch, he got lipped first (Lipped first)
Woke up to a bag on a Sunday, I skipped church
Blunts full of gas, all I smoked is that big Purp' (Big Purp')
Lazer on his shit, come at you fast like a quick Twirt (Whoo)
Real niggas 'round me, we ain't scared who get hit first (Whap)
Dubs on a pack, my clientele said my shit work (Shit work)
Why fuck a bitch anywhere is, you want a big purse? (Lil' bitch)
Imma sleep when I'm dead, I want a big hearse
Gucci waitin' on me now, I'm hittin' Rick first (Rick first)
Owens on my back, spend a band, and it's light work (Light- whoo)
While I'm fuckin' up her tracks in track hopper (Rrrm)
Nigga, I don't wanna you to swag on her ass when she back hop (Haha)
I'm movin' slow out this foreign, I'm gettin' rich quick (Rich quick)
They don't even know the ref and catch a hit stick (Lil' nigga)
I might head to Vegas, get my dick lit (Got me- whoo)
We look like a ten, I'm with my thick bitch (Thick bitch)
This nigga keep on starin', I can tell he pissed (Tell he pissed)
Niggas mad, I see 'em flex, but they love, shit (Lil' nigga)
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