Keep it 808, got that beat, just go on, dawg
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Fuck that, I got smoke like a blunt
Bitch on my dick cause I'm up
It's out of smoke, thick in my lungs
I'm the shit, but I'm still number one
Cookie and shit like a pint, y'all different
Money on black card, dog got a lick
I saw a lick and I knew I could hit
We can fuck, babe, please don't get no feelings
Got a short term, quit the uppity click
Boy, you was there when I was water whipping
Blowing my gun, trying to dump in a tennis
For the cost of us when my dog get the heat
Beam on the glitz, I ain't missing
Taking a chance, taking risks, got no time to be simple
Keep your heart, get a neck, man, I'm pimping
Fast lane, fast life, that's how I live
I'm too play, I can't trip, I know hoes
I ride with my pole, quick to take a soul
Drop my man, leave his ass in the cold
I'ma drop something for my bros, ayy
I don't get no fuzz if he 3K
Pullin' this to him late night on the E-Way
Doin' the three-way, I'm havin' mo' shit
Think I'm a cheesecake, wanna get rich
Got some fitness, it's free game, but I do not get no free sauce
In the crib, us and Juggie and P's
All them niggas, I ain't sly when they ski, dawg
Said, B-5, I said, it's gon' feed y'all
She get on top, make it bounce like a B-ball
She tryna run, make your hoes take the whole dick
Tryna be bout a bitch, that's some ho shit
Man, fuck these big niggas, I'm focused
You put your pole in my hand, I'ma zoe it
I take shit of your face, I ain't a nigga who stole it
3D, sis, poles ride around in the stroller
Just cause you a low down, man, you my homie
I don't talk on the phone, cause the feds might be on me
The feds might be listenin', and I'm still bustin' down in the kitchen
And I'm still grabbin' pots, tryna hit it
What a week, fuck this, I smell like a blunt
Bitch on my dick, cause I'm up
It's out of smoke, thinkin' my lungs
I'm the shit, but I'm still number one
Cookin' this shit like a punk, yeah, I'm different
Money on black card, dawg, I don't like it
I saw her lickin', I knew I could hit it
We can fuck, babe, please, don't get no feelings
Got a short tune, quit the uppin' and clickin'
Boy, you was hit when I was up
I was out with water whippin'
Blowin' my guns, tryna duck, penitent
It's for the cost, I ask for my dough, get the heat
Beam on the glitz, I ain't missin'
Takin' shots, takin' risks, got no time to be simple
Keep your heart, get a neckband, I'm pimping
Fast like, fast like, that's how I live