[Hook]
I got all this money round me
All these goons around me
All these d boys round me
Got all this dope around me
Oh no, I see why they talk about me
Oh no, I see why they talk about me
I got all these killers round me
All these robbers round me
All these hoes around me
Got all these bitches round me
Oh no, I see why they talk about me
Oh no, I see why they talk about me
[Verse 1]
Yeah, see way them niggas gasing up again
All they make is slaps
Toe got my money, oh this Yo MTV Raps
Fast money, I can sprint thousand laps
Hit my booster up, my daughter need some shit from baby Gap
Fifteen pounds of purps and thirty-five pounds of mid
Sell me like four zips of molly’s
I ain’t really know that it came like this
Lil Ray-Ray clean my forges
He let him clean my crib
He told me he do carbon
Hell I told him I do flip
Real nigga shit straight up
All bullshit to the side
One more time for my joe niggas
Getting off Airmax 95
Yeah, drop top bumping that Lupe
Hard top bumping that old face
Pull me off with a half of plug
Gotta let that bitch off the fourway
Right hand up I’m real nigga
My homie locked up, I’m still with you
Young nigga strapping at the barber shop
Had a quarter ounce strapped and Hilfiger
Said some niggas rather be pimping
But me I ball like Michael Jeffrey
It’s bringing me some of they good shit
Lit a fizz up, call it a dirty piff
I got all this money round me
All these goons around me
All these d boys round me
Got all this dope around me
Oh no, I see why they talk about me
Oh no, I see why they talk about me
I got all these killers round me
All these robbers round me
All these hoes around me
Got all these bitches round me
Oh no, I see why they talk about me
Oh no, I see why they talk about me
[Verse 1]
Yeah, see way them niggas gasing up again
All they make is slaps
Toe got my money, oh this Yo MTV Raps
Fast money, I can sprint thousand laps
Hit my booster up, my daughter need some shit from baby Gap
Fifteen pounds of purps and thirty-five pounds of mid
Sell me like four zips of molly’s
I ain’t really know that it came like this
Lil Ray-Ray clean my forges
He let him clean my crib
He told me he do carbon
Hell I told him I do flip
Real nigga shit straight up
All bullshit to the side
One more time for my joe niggas
Getting off Airmax 95
Yeah, drop top bumping that Lupe
Hard top bumping that old face
Pull me off with a half of plug
Gotta let that bitch off the fourway
Right hand up I’m real nigga
My homie locked up, I’m still with you
Young nigga strapping at the barber shop
Had a quarter ounce strapped and Hilfiger
Said some niggas rather be pimping
But me I ball like Michael Jeffrey
It’s bringing me some of they good shit
Lit a fizz up, call it a dirty piff
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