| All I want is more life and more vagina
|
| Thought I was broke until the gwap surprised her
|
| Couldn’t line up girls, and now the girls are lined up
|
| Bro let off bells, he’s the Glock provider
|
| Bang, bang, bang, let off another round
|
| If no one’s touched, then it’ll come back around, for another round
|
| With some drillers in some council houses
|
| That will come through and cancel your houses
|
| Ah, what you on about?
|
| We was about, you was not about
|
| Gang got the shot around, in case these niggas want a round
|
| I would give a fuck about you niggas but the inner me is kinda telling me I’m
|
| not allowed
|
| And now there’s blood 'pon my arm and a leg
|
| Like I chopped up an arm and a leg
|
| I would dash away these clothes, but these labels on my arm and a leg
|
| Kinda cost me arm and a leg, pussy
|
| I went from a chump to a champ, yes I flipped this script
|
| You’d get blind if I flicked this wrist
|
| I came in the tinted shivs
|
| She said, «What's your perfume?»
|
| I said, «I'm stinkin', stinkin' rich»
|
| I went from a chump to a champ, yes I flipped this script
|
| You’d get blind if I flicked this wrist
|
| I came in the tinted shivs
|
| She said, «What's your perfume?»
|
| I said, «I'm stinkin', stinkin' rich»
|
| It’s funny how I run from girls I had run down
|
| Shawty wanna come round, she ain’t gettin' one round
|
| I don’t bust guns, I bust nuts, and I bust out
|
| If it wasn’t bust down, would you get the bus down?
|
| The man took my old style, so I got a new style
|
| I see them in a goose, wow, I gotta cop a moose now
|
| A moose, that’s knuckles, and I’m with Hus
|
| He put the «Hus» in the hustle, me I took the two G’s out the struggle
|
| And I put them on the belt, and I did it by myself
|
| That’s for all the times I did it by myself
|
| And I ain’t into groupies, fuck you for some Gucci
|
| Bought my girl a purse so now they wanna pursue me
|
| I’m lookin' at a cutie, Lydie or Susie
|
| Who’s he? |
| Lookin' like he’s comin' out the movies
|
| I’m smooth like a smoothie, but watch how you talk G
|
| About you’re gonna bore me, you’re borin', you bore me
|
| I went from a chump to a champ, yes I flipped this script
|
| You’d get blind if I flicked this wrist
|
| I came in the tinted shivs
|
| She said, «What's your perfume?»
|
| I said, «I'm stinkin', stinkin' rich»
|
| I went from a chump to a champ, yes I flipped this script
|
| You’d get blind if I flicked this wrist
|
| I came in the tinted shivs
|
| She said, «What's your perfume?»
|
| I said, «I'm stinkin', stinkin' rich»
|
| Ayo, they can’t even text me (Wah), let alone find me (Nah)
|
| I’ve been movin' sexy (Wah), and I’m movin' spicy (Ahh)
|
| When I’m done with Kendall, then I holla Kylie (Brrr)
|
| I don’t wanna one gyal, I need some variety (More gyal)
|
| I feel out of place in this new society (Mad)
|
| I wanna link Keisha but I had a priority
|
| And every day I’m trying to avoid the authorities
|
| They don’t like me, they call me ethnic minority
|
| You don’t know my life, but I’ll give you a summary
|
| They tried to trick me with their reverse psychology
|
| Fifty racks on me, but I’m looking all raggedy
|
| I know men with no heart and no brain like Dorothy (Stupid)
|
| All them pussies get my middle finger
|
| Poke her pussy with my trigger finger
|
| Knuckle duster on my wedding finger
|
| Lick my thumb and count up every figure
|
| I went from a chump to a champ, yes I flipped this script
|
| You’d get blind if I flicked this wrist
|
| I came in the tinted shivs
|
| She said, «What's your perfume?»
|
| I said, «I'm stinkin', stinkin' rich»
|
| I came from the bottom of the bottom
|
| Man still rottin'
|
| And I still hit the block often
|
| And I’m still plottin'
|
| And I still press on the button
|
| Every time they ask man question
|
| I don’t say nothin', nothin'
|
| Don’t say nothin'
|
| Don’t say nothin'
|
| I don’t say nothin', nothin'
|
| Don’t say nothin'
|
| Don’t say nothin', nothin' |