[Intro:]
Hey b*tch, smoke my blunt doe
Pull up that lane b*tch, I'm talking to you b*tch
Get rich b*tch
Way (4x)
[Hook]
Look
Beats up, (?) on a b*tch
And she ain't got my paper, putting hands on a b*tch
Hold up!
She love my style, she a fan of this sh*t
n*gga you be trickin' dawg, spinning beers on the (?)
Hold up!
Chopper style b*tch, (?) wide open
(What) Way raise the high boy, n*ggas higher up
(I'm in search of a n*gga, you know about smoking?
Got a pocket full of bands (?) ?)
Chopper style b*tch, (?) wide open
Way raise the high boy, n*ggas higher up
My (b*tch work some, twerk some little b*tch
Work some, twerk some little b*tch)
Cash out!
[Verse 1]
Holla!
Yeah that b*tch ratchet
(?), say you know a n*gga smash it
Yay, kill a (?)
(?) on my hips, say you know a n*gga blast it
(Bang!)
I beats up on a b*tch, going (?)
Just with the Duff and the dope (?)
Waiting for your baby momma, for a new louie bang
(Louie bang!) And you know a n*gga countin' cash!
(Okay) Wave up for a n*gga though
((?)) That's the (?) rich, yes we know that b*tch a ho
(Way) She be f*ckin' real, tell you be trickin' doe
(Way) I put my n*gga up in her mouth and then you kiss the ho
Oh, god damn that's a looky ass b*tch!
She flip the whole team, coin toss she a flip(?)
AOB, the song of the b*tch
(?), hell no I'mma (?)
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Look, hold up!
Somebody call the twerk team!
Two chains on my neck, know the shirt bling(?)
Nothing but (?) dummy, she f*cked the whole team
Call it record for the money
I give a f*ck about ya n*gga, where you at?
Came in the back, so you know my n*gga strapped
Cause I here, got D here, (?)
Lookin' at your n*gga man, I think he need a repair
You look good, don't back that ass up
Suck that n*gga di*k, while I'm crackin' my cash up
Roll a n*gga way, while I'm pouring my lane up
And give me your money when you hop in the (?)
I got a bad b*tch, put her on a track, quick
Put her on the internet, now she be a sex (?)
Yep, I count money
11 as your n*ggas, cause your money too funny
[Hook]