[Intro]
Gang and them, no lames with them
You know the truth
Niggas bums
Hm
[Chorus]
Leanin' like a cholo, I just poured the whole four
The ones' opinion matter is the ones with the most dough
She gon' stay on her knees for the pope
I told her all about my bread, bitch, bring me a loaf
Your baby daddy a bum, nigga broke as a joke
I used to be a player, I graduated, now I'm a coach
Plain Jane Rollie Yachtmaster, that's a boat
I hang around bosses and showboaters that do the most
[Verse]
You ain't got the accolades to call yourself a G.O.A.T
I'd never take advice from no nigga that's broke
You ain't got no money and you know bitches that's hoes?
Trappin' out the BNB, used to be in Moe Moes
Foreign whip slidin', can't do two twenty in a low low
Strippin' three bitches like I'm Mojo Jojo
You must be high if you think I lost my mojo
Came through with all my ice on, lookin' like Frozone
Proceed with caution, I got Pippy Long on me
No Diddy, that just mean I got the pole on me
I'm really tired of all these niggas with no motion
Even a podcaster can get his ass beat, Joe Rogan
Keep the truth alive, niggas know the slogan
I can't put you on my song if you bogus
Three bitches, they kind of old, Hocus Pocus
I know some niggas up some M's drive a Focus
Twenty-four hours in the day, you better get focused
You want the money or the hoes, what's your motive?
You don't want no money, you wanna pop opioids
Bitch confused, she don't know what a trophy is
Gang and them, no lames with them
You know the truth
Niggas bums
Hm
[Chorus]
Leanin' like a cholo, I just poured the whole four
The ones' opinion matter is the ones with the most dough
She gon' stay on her knees for the pope
I told her all about my bread, bitch, bring me a loaf
Your baby daddy a bum, nigga broke as a joke
I used to be a player, I graduated, now I'm a coach
Plain Jane Rollie Yachtmaster, that's a boat
I hang around bosses and showboaters that do the most
[Verse]
You ain't got the accolades to call yourself a G.O.A.T
I'd never take advice from no nigga that's broke
You ain't got no money and you know bitches that's hoes?
Trappin' out the BNB, used to be in Moe Moes
Foreign whip slidin', can't do two twenty in a low low
Strippin' three bitches like I'm Mojo Jojo
You must be high if you think I lost my mojo
Came through with all my ice on, lookin' like Frozone
Proceed with caution, I got Pippy Long on me
No Diddy, that just mean I got the pole on me
I'm really tired of all these niggas with no motion
Even a podcaster can get his ass beat, Joe Rogan
Keep the truth alive, niggas know the slogan
I can't put you on my song if you bogus
Three bitches, they kind of old, Hocus Pocus
I know some niggas up some M's drive a Focus
Twenty-four hours in the day, you better get focused
You want the money or the hoes, what's your motive?
You don't want no money, you wanna pop opioids
Bitch confused, she don't know what a trophy is
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