Ooh, cash now.
Whatever I want.
They give me whatever I want.
Don't lie.
He give me whatever I want.
Don't reflect.
Yeah, ha.
Yo, bitch.
She give me whatever I want.
My plug.
He give me whatever I want.
When it comes to the mob.
I'm getting whatever I want.
When it comes to clips.
We shooting whatever you want.
Ooh.
Fuck, you pay me.
It's on my hat.
What's on my waist?
You know that it's the strap.
Capo on my shirt.
Yo, bitch gon' work.
And I go berserk.
When I'm spitting on these verses.
I'm killing shit.
These niggas better call a hearse quick.
I'm so sick.
My wrist sick.
I spit bricks.
I pop shit.
But I show shit when I pop shit.
Yeah, you pop shit.
Just pop shit.
And I pop shit.
Yo, bitch.
She give me whatever I want.
My plug.
He give me whatever I want.
When it comes to the mob.
I'm getting whatever I want.
When it comes to clips.
We shooting whatever you want.
Yeah.
And I swear.
My kid shouts a doo -wop.
And I swear.
My wrist counts a half block.
And I swear.
I will put a whole brick on your head.
And I swear.
I ain't never talking to the feds.
Blacks, I swear.
I cashed out, I swear.
So tight with this bread, nigga.
But these bullets are shit.
I got doves under that V.
I'm with Dre Beats, yo, bruh.
I got blood under my feet.
I got plane seats in my car.
I get 100 bricks on the arm.
I got 100 stacks in my charm.
I make it rain since city.
I spent 100 bands on that song.
Now don't fuck around with that cowboy now.
Youngblood with that doughboy now.
Came up off that doughboy block.
Straight up to that billboard spot.
Yo, bitch.
She give me whatever I want.
My plug.
He give me whatever I want.
When it come to the mob.
I'm getting whatever I want.
When it come to clips.
We shooting whatever he want.
And I swear.
My kicks cost a doo -wop.
And I swear.
My wrist cost a half block.
And I swear.
I will put a whole brick on your head.
And I swear.
I ain't never talking to the feds.
