[Intro: DJ Phat & DC2Trill]
Drank Babies shit
2T shit (SIP shit)
DC, what up, nigga? (Creep)
It's really our time (SIP, SIP, SIP)
Welcome to Moe’s World (SIP, SIP, SIP)
Pass me that cup (SIP, SIP, SIP)
Light that blunt (SIP)
Mhm
[Verse 1]
Maybach truck slidin', pull up, perfect timer (Dig?)
She gon' suck that dick ’cause I'm a perfect rhymer (Gotta dig it)
I went to Icebox's and got perfect diamonds (Phew)
He gon' early rot 'cause he was dissing probably (Phew)
I count stacks like pennies, man
She taking out her titties, man
I pour syrup like Annie Mae
SIP shit every day
How I'm doing? I'm living great
Look in the bed and I'm seeing your bae
Look out the window, I’m seeing the bay (Phew)
Look at my strains and I just got 3K
When I’m in Saks, not seeing the opps
Call up Tray, so he seeing the shots
Hop out the plane, I'm seeing your block
Look at my goals and I’m seeing the top
Took your trap, come take it back
Remix this shit like DJ Phat
Pushing the pints and I'm pushing the packs (Dig?)
Sun out, so my roof gone
I'm off drugs like Rue home
Drank Baby, I got two phones
Plastic Glock, it's two-tone
Concrete ’til my tombstone
He not with us, we not fucking with him (No)
Shoot at the face, we gon' shoot at the rim
When he dodging shots, it look like Lil' Kim
Drank Babies shit
2T shit (SIP shit)
DC, what up, nigga? (Creep)
It's really our time (SIP, SIP, SIP)
Welcome to Moe’s World (SIP, SIP, SIP)
Pass me that cup (SIP, SIP, SIP)
Light that blunt (SIP)
Mhm
[Verse 1]
Maybach truck slidin', pull up, perfect timer (Dig?)
She gon' suck that dick ’cause I'm a perfect rhymer (Gotta dig it)
I went to Icebox's and got perfect diamonds (Phew)
He gon' early rot 'cause he was dissing probably (Phew)
I count stacks like pennies, man
She taking out her titties, man
I pour syrup like Annie Mae
SIP shit every day
How I'm doing? I'm living great
Look in the bed and I'm seeing your bae
Look out the window, I’m seeing the bay (Phew)
Look at my strains and I just got 3K
When I’m in Saks, not seeing the opps
Call up Tray, so he seeing the shots
Hop out the plane, I'm seeing your block
Look at my goals and I’m seeing the top
Took your trap, come take it back
Remix this shit like DJ Phat
Pushing the pints and I'm pushing the packs (Dig?)
Sun out, so my roof gone
I'm off drugs like Rue home
Drank Baby, I got two phones
Plastic Glock, it's two-tone
Concrete ’til my tombstone
He not with us, we not fucking with him (No)
Shoot at the face, we gon' shoot at the rim
When he dodging shots, it look like Lil' Kim
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