[Verse 1: Big Sant]
Yea, candy choppers, got a lot of boppers, I'm comin' down and I'm bangin' Screw
G-god forbid, when I wreck the (?), when I sold the (?), when I cop the blue
M-made in the south, p-paid in the South, these other niggas dead, savin' the south
Pretty young thing, p-play on the couch
I'm gonna flow (?) in her mouth
M-I KRIT gettin' letter baby
Woodgrains sittin' on leather lady
I ain't savin' I'm 'bout to spend it
She come down to the crib, I'm 'bout to bend it
(?) forward, heavy stroker, got to (?) and I'm stayin' on focus
If you don't believe me, you don't see not, I'm a pimp, got a bitch on speed dial
Hot yellin' momma hold my keys while
I'm in and out the bank in my reptiles
Callin' slow, holdin' out, her favorite song is slow it down
It's Big Sant, she like to call me Santi, down here keep me company
And all my shoes come from that Dundi, crocodile
That's not a knife, but this here's the price, if you dump twice then you pay me double
Rockin' (?) and I bought the bubble
Lookin' down on the Earth sittin' in a shuttle
Orbitin' the street, on the hunt for a freak
Make her cum more times than the days in the week
Straight to the bed, not on the sheet
I'mma smell (?) we can call her leap
I really pulled that bitch, really drove that car
Really pulled that stunt, really sniffed that bar
Really gone be rich, you can ask Big KRIT, top floor of a Ritz livin' life like stars
Candy lady, drinkin' drivin', ghost get in, I suicide
Trunk the loudest, never doubt this
If you ever did then that mean you lie
When Sant out better stay inside, I on the roll on my whip and drive
You should never, ever, ever, try to get this life without skills trainin' and a proper guide
Yea, candy choppers, got a lot of boppers, I'm comin' down and I'm bangin' Screw
G-god forbid, when I wreck the (?), when I sold the (?), when I cop the blue
M-made in the south, p-paid in the South, these other niggas dead, savin' the south
Pretty young thing, p-play on the couch
I'm gonna flow (?) in her mouth
M-I KRIT gettin' letter baby
Woodgrains sittin' on leather lady
I ain't savin' I'm 'bout to spend it
She come down to the crib, I'm 'bout to bend it
(?) forward, heavy stroker, got to (?) and I'm stayin' on focus
If you don't believe me, you don't see not, I'm a pimp, got a bitch on speed dial
Hot yellin' momma hold my keys while
I'm in and out the bank in my reptiles
Callin' slow, holdin' out, her favorite song is slow it down
It's Big Sant, she like to call me Santi, down here keep me company
And all my shoes come from that Dundi, crocodile
That's not a knife, but this here's the price, if you dump twice then you pay me double
Rockin' (?) and I bought the bubble
Lookin' down on the Earth sittin' in a shuttle
Orbitin' the street, on the hunt for a freak
Make her cum more times than the days in the week
Straight to the bed, not on the sheet
I'mma smell (?) we can call her leap
I really pulled that bitch, really drove that car
Really pulled that stunt, really sniffed that bar
Really gone be rich, you can ask Big KRIT, top floor of a Ritz livin' life like stars
Candy lady, drinkin' drivin', ghost get in, I suicide
Trunk the loudest, never doubt this
If you ever did then that mean you lie
When Sant out better stay inside, I on the roll on my whip and drive
You should never, ever, ever, try to get this life without skills trainin' and a proper guide
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