On Life
I went copped 2 of benz's Im rocking cartier lenses
Cooking up dope like a chemist My rap sheet don't got no blemish
I took a trip out to cali 400 flat for the ballys
She eat this dick like a salad Clutchin them sticks in the alley
Sippin on juice not no gin tho I fuck a bitch and her friend tho
Totin these sticks got extendos Play on yo top like nintendo
Sippin that purple I'm leanin Aint got no heart ima demon
Fuck on that hoe now she feenin Then i disappear like Houdini
Cruising through the city with the nina on me I got plenty bitches i got plenty homies
Chunkin up the deuce and then i get up on it 5.0 the Stang this is not a pony
Pussy good it sound like macaroni Gushy gushy and its hot and warming
I might let her ride up on the pony I count benjis when I'm feeling lonely
Migo Swag i ice tray the gang i might spend a fortune on my wrist
Ion do no tricking unless she bad i might spend a fortune on ya bitch
I might cop the forgis with the lip pulling up in porches with the clip
I might take ya girlfriend on a trip leave her at the marriot and dip
Aint too many bitches i aint hit niggas turning pussy i aint switch
I be cashin out but i aint rich they be talking loud but they aint lit
Obn Jay that's my dog you know be on that gang shit
Fuck yo clique and who you came with you lil bitches aint gone bang shit
Grinding hard and gettin to the money stacking up this paper never change
Ridin in the coupe without the roof zooming through like muthafuck the rain
Let them niggas play and ima bang pop a nigga top and leave a stain
Shoot a nigga dead up in his brain shoulda kept his head up in the game
Hop up out the benz I'm in the range looking for ya friend she with the gang
Just be cool we bout to have a bang fucked her good and ion know her name
Headed to miami on a plane need some ice I'm calling johnny dang
I ball like I'm Giannis in the lane they like hd gotta be insane
Pullin on my hair she like my dreads she gone let me fuck and give me head
I might fuck her sister if she fed pull it out and shoot it on her leg
Vip with fatboy and dooley bad bitch I'm feelin on her coochie
Pull my camera and make a movie turn around and slap her on the booty
We be gettin money that's a fact i might go in saks and spend a stack
I aint triippin cause i get it back versace on my feet i spent a rack
Cruising the city with two of them bitches and both of them bitches on go
Geeked up on molly and full of them drugs now they both on a line of that snow.
Im on deuce of that juice and I'm full of that lean now I'm moving too slow
My partner pulled up with them beans and them bitches just threw back like 2 in a row
My nigga pulled me to the side like HD man i swear dog bitch you bout to blow
I look at my dog then i smiled then i told him on God bitch i already know
Yea
Cooking up dope like a chemist My rap sheet don't got no blemish
I took a trip out to cali 400 flat for the ballys
She eat this dick like a salad Clutchin them sticks in the alley
Sippin on juice not no gin tho I fuck a bitch and her friend tho
Totin these sticks got extendos Play on yo top like nintendo
Sippin that purple I'm leanin Aint got no heart ima demon
Fuck on that hoe now she feenin Then i disappear like Houdini
Cruising through the city with the nina on me I got plenty bitches i got plenty homies
Chunkin up the deuce and then i get up on it 5.0 the Stang this is not a pony
Pussy good it sound like macaroni Gushy gushy and its hot and warming
I might let her ride up on the pony I count benjis when I'm feeling lonely
Migo Swag i ice tray the gang i might spend a fortune on my wrist
Ion do no tricking unless she bad i might spend a fortune on ya bitch
I might cop the forgis with the lip pulling up in porches with the clip
I might take ya girlfriend on a trip leave her at the marriot and dip
Aint too many bitches i aint hit niggas turning pussy i aint switch
I be cashin out but i aint rich they be talking loud but they aint lit
Obn Jay that's my dog you know be on that gang shit
Fuck yo clique and who you came with you lil bitches aint gone bang shit
Grinding hard and gettin to the money stacking up this paper never change
Ridin in the coupe without the roof zooming through like muthafuck the rain
Let them niggas play and ima bang pop a nigga top and leave a stain
Shoot a nigga dead up in his brain shoulda kept his head up in the game
Hop up out the benz I'm in the range looking for ya friend she with the gang
Just be cool we bout to have a bang fucked her good and ion know her name
Headed to miami on a plane need some ice I'm calling johnny dang
I ball like I'm Giannis in the lane they like hd gotta be insane
Pullin on my hair she like my dreads she gone let me fuck and give me head
I might fuck her sister if she fed pull it out and shoot it on her leg
Vip with fatboy and dooley bad bitch I'm feelin on her coochie
Pull my camera and make a movie turn around and slap her on the booty
We be gettin money that's a fact i might go in saks and spend a stack
I aint triippin cause i get it back versace on my feet i spent a rack
Cruising the city with two of them bitches and both of them bitches on go
Geeked up on molly and full of them drugs now they both on a line of that snow.
Im on deuce of that juice and I'm full of that lean now I'm moving too slow
My partner pulled up with them beans and them bitches just threw back like 2 in a row
My nigga pulled me to the side like HD man i swear dog bitch you bout to blow
I look at my dog then i smiled then i told him on God bitch i already know
Yea
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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Terry Williamson
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