Griffith Did Nothing Wrong Robb Bank$

[Intro]
Again, hahahaha
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Who that is?
Oh yeah
Cris Dinero
Drop 3, top K/D
Cris, can you pass me my phone?
Birdman, JR, JR, me, me

[Hook]
Uh, uh, uh
Jump out the egg with your boo in it
Triple my cup, pour the deuce in it
Ride around the block, got two with me

[Verse 1]
Tuh, tuh, tuh, uh, uh
Nigga been thuggin', you new to it
I don't pop molly, I don't do jiggas
Yeah, you got it right, what you doin' with it?
Seen you niggas try to ride my wave
End up on the shore, blown away
Seven days out the week, I'm on fleek
I think her Loubiton feets look chic
Chinese, Eastern Air Lines airline what I fly
Servin' fish, nigga, who am I?
You're Midori, I'm a one time
Shoot like Derrick Luke, I'm a biker boy
Kawasaki steppin' to the boy