Roller with me too, he got that stick with him
That stick on him
Lil bitch, he got that stick on him
If a nigga try to play, then we gon' get on him
Get on him
Shh, nigga, we ain't playin' around
Aye, Rollie sellin' packs while he in the trap
Posted with my strap, I be in the back
Got this 30 on my hip, please don't try me, man
Know a nigga don't get no *,
I'm comin' for them bands
Car crash,
had to change that Rari for that Lambo
Get paid,
you know your bitch know where the nigga been at
Packs comin' in,
you know my niggas finna get him gone
Bullets to his head,
that nigga can't think about his dome
Push up on him with that gas,
that nigga movin' wrong
I do a hit straight with my niggas,
then I'm goin' home
Bad bitch,
she super thick,
I'm takin' off her thong
It ain't * to spend no pros,
cuz I got all the hoes
It ain't * to spend no pros,
cuz I got all the hoes
Ain't no need to go and shop,
and I got all the clothes
Three benches hit my line,
you say you need some bows
Three benches hit my line,
you say you need some bows
...For them packs and now they goin' out
Can't even smoke up in hotels,
but bitch,
we burn through them
I get the geekin' off that liquor,
now it's goin' down
She get the geekin' off that drink,
and now she goin' down
Can't even smoke up in the Sprinter,
they gon' kick me out
I know this hoe,
she got a man,
but she gon' suck me down
Bro hit a pick,
we sat on bands,
and then we take it out
You sellin' booty or the Cuchi,
what you really bout?
I used to be smokin' on duty,
now I got some loud
She say her man got him some racks,
so we gon' take him down
Little bands coming in,
we copped a four and now we getting out
Packs coming in,
we got a man and now you in a drought
We double back,
hit they block,
then we spin again
We double back,
hit they block,
then we spin again
We double back,
hit they block,
then we spin again
When I hop up out this court,
bet I kill your friends
Bro, they selling packs while he in the trap
Post it with my strap, I be hitting the back
Got this 30 on my hip, please don't try me, man
No,
a nigga don't get no *,
I'm coming for them bands
Before I crash,
had to change that Rari for that Lambo Get paid,
you know your bitch know where the nigga been on
Packs coming in,
you know my nigga's finna get them gone Bullets to his head,
that nigga can't think about his dome
Push up on him with that gat,
that nigga moving wrong I do a hit straight with my niggas,
then I'm going home
Bad bitch,
she super thick,
I'm taking off her thumb It ain't * to spin no pros,
cause I got all the hoes
It ain't * to spin no pros,
cause I got all the hoes Ain't no need to go and shop,
and I got all the clothes
Three benches in my line,
you say you need some bows?