Oh man, I'm gonna start doing something.
Ay, yo, ay, yo, ay
Ay, I go stupid, go retarded
A -Vice, look what you just started
I departed from apartments
Now I'm out of space like I'm on a
Got a lil' baby and she light -skinned
Bitch, she look like Whitney
I remix this plenty
So I'm smiling while I'm grinning
My dawg said it's fuckin'
So it's fuckin'
Tell me, who's the opposition?
You never had a friend like me
So we just out here sticking
Moving, grooving, counting racks
Got his main bitch in the pocket
If it's up, then it's up
My niggas give up
We ain't giving no fucks
All we had was us
Not a hundred sluts in the truck
And they bout to fuck
OK legs, do the peace sign
Baby lift him up
OK legs, do the peace sign
OK legs, do the peace sign
Baby, lift him up
You wanna fuck
Got a trial guard cause Molly in her cut
Team know the shit free, huh
She shaking ass and popping pussy
Ever since I got this money, little bitch, I been casting off a bitch off on Fig, little
nigga, that I'm sliding out.
Every day we chasing back, we using dope, I ain't even seen this shot first, he wasn't
slick, cutting on the beam.
Rollie Riz dancing, but it's better with the paddock, scraping so they gave me a welcome
to the static.
Sliding in the street, if you scared of me, you gon' go to the trap.
Before I had a rap over with that young nigga with the patch.
The little homie say it hurt, but he want all the tax.
I ain't stepping out the house unless I'm bringing a strap.
I ain't tripping over nothing, most these bitches be rats.
I'm just trying to get some service in the back with this Mac.
If it's up, then it's up.
My niggas get bupped, we ain't give no fucks.
All we have is us, 100 sluts in the truck.
And they bout to fuck.
Okay, legs, do the peace sign, they be lift them up.
