Work that thing, twerk it fast.
Don't bounce that ass if you want to make some
on the thing and that's glass water cross the dance looking good when we pass
Bang, bang, get mad, Sean.
Don't make this be a song that we whoop your ass on.
I'm done bread, a young house.
shaking the beds I was led to put lead in these fake haters head about my bread show a dollar not follow Ben Frank's my role model so I'm no freestyler
If it's free, it ain't me.
Money talks, shit walks.
And since my time costs, I can't afford to be boss.
Cash through everything around me.
So on the grind, you found me.
I can't let my people down me.
Ain't no more stars around me.
I had to borrow to stay broke.
get a job i said no i chose dope because i don't look good and hollow ropes i'm trying to shine i promise
Can't get left behind.
I keep that money on my mind at all times.
I do what I wanna.
Daytona to get in the stoner.
If it ain't sticky marijuana, take it back to the corner.
It's your life.
You happy?
Well, do what you do.
Don't let nobody knock your hustle, fool.
Do what you do.
We gone bout that ass if you wanna make some cash.
Boom, dum, thang, and that's glass.
Wood across the dash, looking good when we pass.
Swing.
Bang in that song.
Don't make this be a song that we whip your ass on.
You claim to throw it up on a train, pour it up on a smoke, ruin it up.
GD shining top on recline G riding with a dime piece smoking on some pine tree.
You
can find me on Gia Bunnies and Kits.
Now what really turned me on is Tina Thompson lips.
Huh?
Calmness flip.
We on fire.
Trying to bust like a set of old five stone ties.
Organized a franchise that was destined to ride.
Gotta keep my mind on the prize.
I look at my little son's eyes.
Well, you know, and I know that we got to get green.
Hit the scene like our castle, fresh and so clean.
Want to make a million dollars?
Let me see.
is
Give me one beat machine and a throw street team.
Randy Green TV stream.
We started it.
codeine shit that pinky ring and bezatine and all that bling bling shit this song for rappers and
triples, and brick flippers.
Everybody buy their money.
We're going to represent Wichita.
Don't bounce that ass if you wanna make some cash.
And that's glass.
Wood across the dance looking good when we pass.
Anything can match on Don't make this be a song that we whip your ass on
Chugang.
Then throw it up on a train.
Pour it up on a smoke.
Roll it up.
It's me, the Slump Thief.
And that ESG.
Southside.
Southside.
Bringing heat to the street.
You got people.
Because my click ain't weak.
We got a new logo.
You seen a platinum piece.
We going back.
to bag and Rick and crack the track.
We went from crack to death just to make our stats.
Cadillac.
I'm crooked braids to the bag.
I'm ball fade Escalade.
Where my Gucci shades at?
Me and Slim
We reading Rolex time.
On a million dollar grind.
Live my.
I let my top down.
Smile at the same time.
And leave the whole world blind.
Don't bounce that ass if you wanna make some cash.
And that's glass.
Wood across the dance looking good when we pass.
Bang, get mad, y'all.
Don't make this be a song that we whoop your ass on.
Chug, clang, then throw it up on a drink, pour it up on a smoke, roll it up.
Bounce, play, bounce, play where my soul is at.
Bounce, play, bounce, play where my soul is at.
Baby, make that ass clap.
Bounce, baby, bounce.
Baby, make that ass clap.
Play it with my thugs at.
Bounce.
Play it.
Bounce.
Play it with my thugs at.
Bounce.
Baby, baby, make that ass clap.
Baby, baby, make that ass clap.
Wow.
