I treat my dogs and my twin
All of this juice need some gym
I got some money to spin
I got on cartier limbs family with me f**k a friend
Friend shawty fucking on my head
Yeah she told me hit her and her friend
Oh long forgive me for my sins
Pretty red strike in the blips put a
A hundred on his head like my neighbor
I got bread i'm just tryna stay ahead
She talking shit i'm the man ho
Chopper homie like i'm rambo
I'm cleveland apples in that lambo
Never see me take the stand ho
Racks in my pocket i been that n**a get a n**a smoke
Like he a swishpussy he need kitty little
I was fucking up
My baby shit i ain't said shit that slap business
I don't bring the bag unless it's racks in it
At the club n**a gotta keep the strap in it
He a snitch so i heard they had to kill the witness
Got these niggas mad cause i'm having it
She got good p**y so a n**a stabbing it
Out of malibu i'm living on some lavish shit
Spent racks at the store and checking tags in it
Yeah plastic got my money like it's lemonade
Oh whoa knew that i would pop i neverhesitated yeah
Money on my mind when i'm meditating
Shawty outside i got her agitated on a business car
So i had to keep her waiting
And i'm good with numbers yeah
Cause i'm educated big blunt rolling in the front door
I got fifty five standing at the front door
Confetti nights balling like i'm jerry rice
Niggas give it up bad advice
They ain't never had to sacrifice
I remember trapping in the dead of night hit maker
You don't even got no bad and right
I treat my dogs and my twin
All of this choose need some gin
I got some money to spend
I got on cartier leans family with me fucking friends
Shawty fucking on my hand
Yeah she told me hit her and her friend
Love forgive me for my sins
