It′s raw when you need cash only
Uhhhhhhh uhhhhhhh uhhhhhhhhh
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
Everywhere that I go know I stay with a check on me
Not talking bout Nike know I stay with a check on me
I heard that's yo bitch tell me
Why she keep texting me
Amiri my jeans but that′s still not the rest of me
He can get shot in the head J.F Kennedy
Don't got not friends but the mu'fuckin′ benjamin′s
Re-spin the block like a mu'fuckin′ ceiling fan
Feeling like 50 I'm shooting at many men
Woooooo
Let′s go
I said i'ma spend on ya mu′fuckin' block like a ceiling fan
Off of the perky's you know I can′t feel again
She giving top okay cool you can let her in
Dropped out of school but I still got a letterman
I earn my stripes like a mu′fuckin' veteran
Ayeeee, wooo
I just went smash on a dirty Diana
I heard that she came from Atlanta
Told me get out of her mufuckin′ house
But you know ACB I just don't got no manners
I′m from Atlanta where niggas be trapping and rapping
And some of them turn into scammers
I was just feeling so low and so broke
But now I wake up and I hope in a phantom
I gotta bitch she changing her wigs
And do different colors like Hannah Montana
She get out of line I'm changing my ho′s
Just like the way that I'm changing my clothes
Life is to fast I need to go slow
Never switch up and stick to the code
Like a Florida nigga mouth full of gold
Keep a stick everywhere that I go
I got a shorty just to fold all my clothes
And if she don't, I got three other ho′s
White runtz, pass me three more of those
Niggas hating I don′t see em no more
You could bet I'm in my bag
These niggas mad
Cause they fell back
I don′t really see them no more
That's sad
Don′t mean to brag but
One jit had tested me
Don't think he breathing no more
His mommy and daddy and brother
Can′t see him no more
That kinda sad cause that nigga was breathing alone
And I'm feeling briskly I think it's the
VVS that′s cold
I cut off this bitch she just never would
Leave me alone
I′m in the Infiniti picking up Trinity
Head to the crib then she
Started to freak on the low
I count up amenities
Man I got plenty of these
I bought a Rolex just so I could
Bling on the road
(Skippa skippa skippa)
Thirty three clip in the clip call that bitch Larry Bird
No we not snitching don't know what you heard
Talk to my bitches I bet you get swerved
Counting these numbers they think ima nerd
Niggas be capping they just saying words
All about action lil bitch ima verb
Phone always off nigga do not di- shhhhhhh
Everywhere that I go know I stay with a check on me
Not talking bout Nike know I stay with a check on me
I heard that′s yo bitch tell me
Why she keep texting me
Amiri my jeans but that's still not the rest of me
He can get shot in the head J.F Kennedy
Don′t got not friends but the mu'fuckin′ benjamin's
Re-spin the block like a mu'fuckin′ ceiling fan
Feeling like 50 I′m shooting at many men
Woooooo
Let's go
I said i′ma spend on ya mu'fuckin′ block like a ceiling fan
Off of the perkys you know I can't feel again
She giving top okay cool you can let her in
Dropped out of school but I still got a letterman
I earn my stripes like a mu′fuckin' veteran
Ayeeee, wooo
