Aint no set ride for me
So I aint trippin' off no set
I'm bout money
D O E cream is my thing
I got my mug oning when I hit the scene
Let my nuts swing and be king
Suckas on a scheme
Low life buster motherfuckers living nothing but a dream
A fiend lost to reality
You feel presence of evil when you have a fat salary
So what that means you gots to loc' up self love against the world
Middle finger up
Everyday I fight the devil, always in my face
Got the next man's dream tryin' to take my place
Anyone in the world can do a 1-8 sell
I'd rather stack a grip and mob in a Chev
They hated that you made it so they tryin to fade it
Suckas scheme for the cream
You in the game, better play it
Chorus x4
Stack your grip
Don't trip off no punk shit
Be a hustla bitch, maybe your wig won't get split
I'm flippin' shit
We movin' niggas, hoes, and keys
A bitch in my mix don't fall in to succeed
Re-emburse, the money comes first
An eye for an eye snitch bitch rest in dirt
No high sidin', just playa pimps I'm ridin' 2-0-9
Youngsta srtivin', automatic bustin' a kanivin'
Penetrate stayin' far from fake
Can't no one fade when it comes to this game
I'm trustin' no slug, just me on my own
Ready to bust from dust 'till dawn trailin' stanky bitches home
It's serious business, a true can't be slippin'
Gettin' took out the establishment, thicky segregation
Fight or die, give up or try
It's always the next man that wants your life
2 for the money and nuttin' for the hoes
9 ways to get bent, Doja Clik takin' souls
