[Chorus]
All my niggas is scamming, they ready to risk it for that little payment
She like "Boy if its smoke, nigga it could be [?] bro if you say so"
It's a 2007 but I turn to Soulja Boy with that draco'
When I flew to L.A, started sipping on purple, but this ain't Saints Row
When I hop in the beamer, [and i started snapping that bitch like thanos]
When I looked in the mirror, I just see a nigga that bring that cake home
Better not come over here with that shit, you gon' walk away with his face blown
Yeah, get to the bag fasho'
Yeah, I got them bitches mad fasho'
I pull up, I thrash your hoe
I cannot fuck with a average hoe, go international
Uh, huh, and for the drank you was taxing hoe
You don't see me laughing hoe, lets go
[Verse 1]
We'll start making a movie
I fell in love with the drac'
I fell in love with the-, ayy
[?]
Yall niggas can't even rap, for real
Tell little brother "Let's do it"
Nigga we had the racks, before the deal
None of my niggas new to it
Bitch, little hoe ask for my name in the spot
So I told her the YouTube
These Rick Owens, I wear em' alot
I might pull up and do a little shooting
Get your hoe, cause she gave me the drop [?]
Tell little bro "We not finna do too-"
This hoe peep that i'm famous, so she finna throw shit back for my gangnem
Man, I wish niggas saw that boy look on his face when we almost lined him
Told my brother to take off the top of the Maybach, make shit brainless
Tryna' be at the top of the [?], with the same niggas that I came with
Little hoe tried to touch my chain, blew more money on my bracelet
Tell that hoe if she worried about her nigga finding out, bitch don't say shit
Don't even really got to speak on the sudden, but my niggas on that same shit
[?]
I don't fuck with these niggas, they acting like bitches, they on that gay shit
I got so much designer, i'm trying to mix it up, put on BAIN bitch
[Chorus]
All my niggas is scamming, they ready to risk it for that little payment
She like "Boy if its smoke, nigga it could be [?] bro if you say so"
It's a 2007 but I turn to Soulja Boy with that draco'
When I flew to L.A, started sipping on purple, but this ain' Saints Row
When I hop in the beamer, [?]
When I looked in the mirror, I just see a nigga that bring that cake home
Better not come over here with that shit, you gon' walk away with his face blown
All my niggas is scamming, they ready to risk it for that little payment
She like "Boy if its smoke, nigga it could be [?] bro if you say so"
It's a 2007 but I turn to Soulja Boy with that draco'
When I flew to L.A, started sipping on purple, but this ain't Saints Row
When I hop in the beamer, [and i started snapping that bitch like thanos]
When I looked in the mirror, I just see a nigga that bring that cake home
Better not come over here with that shit, you gon' walk away with his face blown
Yeah, get to the bag fasho'
Yeah, I got them bitches mad fasho'
I pull up, I thrash your hoe
I cannot fuck with a average hoe, go international
Uh, huh, and for the drank you was taxing hoe
You don't see me laughing hoe, lets go
[Verse 1]
We'll start making a movie
I fell in love with the drac'
I fell in love with the-, ayy
[?]
Yall niggas can't even rap, for real
Tell little brother "Let's do it"
Nigga we had the racks, before the deal
None of my niggas new to it
Bitch, little hoe ask for my name in the spot
So I told her the YouTube
These Rick Owens, I wear em' alot
I might pull up and do a little shooting
Get your hoe, cause she gave me the drop [?]
Tell little bro "We not finna do too-"
This hoe peep that i'm famous, so she finna throw shit back for my gangnem
Man, I wish niggas saw that boy look on his face when we almost lined him
Told my brother to take off the top of the Maybach, make shit brainless
Tryna' be at the top of the [?], with the same niggas that I came with
Little hoe tried to touch my chain, blew more money on my bracelet
Tell that hoe if she worried about her nigga finding out, bitch don't say shit
Don't even really got to speak on the sudden, but my niggas on that same shit
[?]
I don't fuck with these niggas, they acting like bitches, they on that gay shit
I got so much designer, i'm trying to mix it up, put on BAIN bitch
[Chorus]
All my niggas is scamming, they ready to risk it for that little payment
She like "Boy if its smoke, nigga it could be [?] bro if you say so"
It's a 2007 but I turn to Soulja Boy with that draco'
When I flew to L.A, started sipping on purple, but this ain' Saints Row
When I hop in the beamer, [?]
When I looked in the mirror, I just see a nigga that bring that cake home
Better not come over here with that shit, you gon' walk away with his face blown
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