Legendary So I come in a jail for he told me tell them niggas remember this lack of mercy when my dog get home
I said
niggas
Chases
Thought not jeans with a hundred more stacks in them ain't nigga on his jet with me at him with the wolf on my
It's the track with him
I got real Hollywood bitches fuckin' with the trap niggas
And we ain't fuckin' with you rap niggas
Heard he talkin' on Twitter with his ad niggas
Back with his son,
never shine They let me milly back on this in time
Look at they faces now,
I got their paper now
They don't remember when I had to grind
She fell in love with the Coco
She got on Chanel and Manolo
And we out Dubai at the boat show
Rollin' dice on the ice cream in Yolo
It's my lituation like Loso
And my situation the Osso
And I give her head like she Ocho
Cinco, drinkin' my mint like a loco
You mad at me but she chose though How you get mad by my oh-oh-oh?
2015 I do Roscoe Cause I'm in the field just like Roscoe
Sellin' them old gold
What you done it with?
Baking soda, I got baking soda
Who you running with?
It's the Chasers and we're taking over
How you spin that *?
Whip it through the glass, nigga
Bar 100 bars and put them on my tab, nigga
I'm in love with the go-go I'm in love with the go-go
I got it for the lo-lo I'm in love with the go-go
Ridin' through the city with a check on me Ridin' through the hood with a tack on me
28 make a double,
I ain't never tryna cuddle So explain why these motherfuckers slapped
on me Eight balls till I reach me a kilo
Made enough, then I went to see Rico Pay the fool if you actin' like Rico
I'ma tie him up,
take his ass like Meiko 100 rare clip in the motherfuckin' tech
Catch a hot 9-7 if his ass wanna flex High school got up on a nigga with a Wabbit
12 came from a pistol in a fuckin' dishwasher One hit wonder,
yeah that's a fact
Hit his ass to the police,
wonder where I'm at
Made so much money off this goddamn song?
Still get in your ass like a goddamn thong
Cocoa puffs, yeah that's for the kids Stop tryna act like you don't know what it
is Bacon soda ain't cut me no check,
if they don't I'ma show them motherfuckers what an Arm and
Hammer is Everybody know I'm in love with the coke
My ex-bitch took a young nigga for a dope
If a nigga got a problem then he gon' get smoked
I'ma squeeze in her mouth like a part 2 coke
Part 2 coke, part 2 coke
Bacon soda, I got bacon soda
Bacon soda, I got bacon soda
Whip it through the glass nigga
I'm blowin' money fast nigga
I'm in love with the 4-4
I'm in love with the go-go-go-go I got it for the low-low
I'm in love with the go-go-go-go I say I run my town like Puffin,
bitch Units in the duffin' like Why the * he never got indicted?
I guess I'm lucky,
bitch I ain't playin' by denyin'
I'ma shoot this bitch up like I'm shy
Rock the four, quarterback,
Tony Romo
Duck tape, triple black, that's that old show
What if I told you bicycle were the logo
Got him in the airbag of the Volvo
Snow or die in the kitchen,
they call that boy Zeus
And if that * weighing up,
then that's that Bruce Bruce
And if them tires losing pressure,
that's that low pro
If that's the case you gotta whip it slow mo
I got yellow boxes everywhere
Pistols on the hammer everywhere
Drop the nine, gotta have nigga
We gon' need some bigger bags nigga
I'm in love with the girl
I got it for the Lolo
Turn up!
I'm in love with the Coco