歌词
Yeah, yeah
Let's go, let's go
Pablo Juan, you know what I'm sayin'
Money Plugs and Guns ****, *****
Ronny J please turn me up
Hood
Got bands like it's a parade
I juug all that pack before I go hit the stage
I ride in that four-door, I fill it with Ks
I ****ed that ***** once, she ain't nothin' but a phase
I came out the trap, they amazed
They thought I wouldn't make it, I put it in they face
I went to the plug, said I need me a raise
Tryna see how to kill 'em without catchin' a case
I chop off the top and I ride minute maid
Ooh, my *****, she got ass for days
Dead fresh like I jumped out the grave
All kind of **** in the trap like a raid
I blew up, pull the pin out the grenade
Graduated in the trap with all As
Got flowers all on me like I was a vase
I'm pullin' the strings like I'm tyin' my lace
Double the rate if he shot in the face
Build up my muscle from spendin' like Popeye
Rollie Arabian, Insh*****
Bankroll all colors, they lookin' like tie-dye
**** your baby mama, she callin' me dada
Pull up in foreigns, I jump out with 4-5s
**** a lil' chopper, I only need one eye
**** on *****s like E. coli
Money machine, calculate, I'm a robot
If they ain't pay me, then I ain't gon' go out
Runnin' your mouth 'bout some **** you don't know about
Drippin' on *****s, walkin' with the pole out
Shoot with the magazine, ain't talkin' rollout
When I'm done with that *****, you can get her back
They mad 'cause I run it up, they overlap
I put a hole in his neck, he ain't show no respect
I'm playin' like cards, I'm straight out the deck
Give me that brain, that intellect
He really a ***** but he pop on the internet
Dressin' on *****s like vinaigrette
Dick on the Glock and it wanna have sex
No flex, I bought some brand new baguettes
Run up on me and get popped like a Percocet
I been a boss and I know where you work at
Stay away from broke, I'm allergic to that
Got bands like it's a parade
I juug all that pack before I go hit the stage
I ride in that four-door, I fill it with Ks
I ****ed that ***** once, she ain't nothin' but a phase
I came out the trap, they amazed
They thought I wouldn't make it, I put it in they face
I went to the plug, said I need me a raise
Tryna see how to kill 'em without catchin' a case
I chop off the top and I ride minute maid
Ooh, my *****, she got ass for days
Dead fresh like I jumped out the grave
All kind of **** in the trap like a raid
I blew up, pull the pin out the grenade
Graduated in the trap with all As
Got flowers all on me like I was a vase
I'm pullin' the strings like I'm tyin' my lace
Double the rate if he shot in the face
I'm gone, y'all *****s ain't even near me
Tryna stuff fifty racks in the Amiris
I take it to trial, say **** the jury
Dead broke, I found a plug to cure me
Straight out of Jeffery's, my swag pad pure
Smokin' out the can, West Coast Cure
You not a leader, you just cheer
Scared of heights but I'm up, I'm facin' my fears
Best dressed, I been fresh all year
Hunt all the opps down like they was deer
Pull up on *****s, I turn on the owl
Quarter pounder like McDonald's, no smile
Plain jane, but I iced out the dial
It ain't no ref out here, gotta play foul
Pull out, I'm drippin', I need me a towel
**** 'bout no beef, I can eat me a cow
**** with the hundred round drum, that's a bullet shower
I thought he was tough, he ain't nothin' but a coward
Get some brain from a ***** from DC to the house
They wanna catch me slippin', but I won't allow it
Smellin' like some Dove, I'm fresh like some down
Got a Glock with a dub when I'm in Clayton County
Countin' bankrolls in the trap where they found me
Started with nicks and I came up off ounces
Got bands like it's a parade
I juug all that pack before I go hit the stage
I ride in that four-door, I fill it with Ks
I ****ed that ***** once, she ain't nothin' but a phase
I came out the trap, they amazed
They thought I wouldn't make it, I put it in they face
I went to the plug, said I need me a raise
Tryna see how to kill 'em without catchin' a case
I chop off the top and I ride minute maid
Ooh, my *****, she got ass for days
Dead fresh like I jumped out the grave
All kind of **** in the trap like a raid
I blew up, pull the pin out the grenade
Graduated in the trap with all As
Got flowers all on me like I was a vase
I'm pullin' the strings like I'm tyin' my lace
Double the rate if he shot in the face
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