For Sale

Out in Texas with the hammer
Pour a four in a Fanta
Baby girl she super thick, she flew in from Alabama
It's a movie get the camera, this some shit you'll wanna see
They All know I got the juice and everybody tryin to squeeze
I got game (But I'm chargin')
I got drip (But I'm chargin')
I got tree (But I'm chargin')
I got hits (But I'm chargin')
I got bars (But I'm chargin')
I got clips (But I'm chargin')
I got game (But I'm chargin')
I got drip (But I'm chargin')
I got bags (I got bags)
I mean stacks (big stacks)
I got bands (big bands)
I means racks (big racks)
In it for life (In it for life)
I mean tats (Tattoo)
You niggas be snitching (niggas be snitchin')
I mean rats (Ya'll some rats!)
I start the hustle in winter and shine in the summer
Laid out on a beach with a bitch cowabunga
Cash money the mission and no I'm not stunna
They callin' me Zeus I hit harder than thunder
The hustle don't stop and I never will try
I'll sleep wen I die that's just how it go
Gettin' to it like I'm supposed to do
Bringing home the bacon and caught the swine flu
I get it low and then I sell it high
I be flippin' shit I'm a MACrobat
If I did it once I can run it back
Me falling off man imagine that
If you can't afford it don't waste my time
Keep the bullshit far away from me
I'm sucka duckin' you blow pops that's a 24hr a day thing
I'm ridding in that white thing, motor came from Germany
Black wood like a forest fire, leather straight from Italy
They know who I am so they know what it is
I'll sell anything been that way since a kid
Please watch your mouth before it gets your ass slid
I covered it all like some dots on a grid
Out in Texas with the hammer
Pour a four in a Fanta
Baby girl she super thick, she flew in from Alabama
It's a movie get the camera, this some shit you'll wanna see
They all know I got the juice and everybody tryin to squeeze
I got game (But I'm chargin')
I got drip (But I'm chargin')
I got tree (But I'm chargin')
I got hits (But I'm chargin')
I got bars (But I'm chargin')
I got clips (But I'm chargin')
I got game (But I'm chargin')
I got drip (But I'm chargin')
I got what they want, I got what they need
I'm pushing out hits like a rock to a fiend
Keeping them fed is my only regime
Provider of all like a whale in the sea
I, always win and kill the competition
If you don't believe me come and see
I, did it before but let's run it back
and give that first L a sibling
I, hustle hard and live life fast
No breaks so it's all gas
I'm in the mix like a running back then I slide out like a mad dash
If we talkin' cash then I'm all ears
If it's bullshit I'm in another zone
They say where you from, I say outter space
Because when I do my thing it got them phoning home
We winning over here, so come and join the team
It's a show when I get active baby come enjoy the scene
Light this shit up like it's Vegas someone pass the gasoline
Yes I got this thang jumpin' man I brought the trampoline
Flyest guy and that's without a cape
burning rubber I be doing figure 8's
With the top down and a blunt lit
All you see is smoke and some Cali plates
To the top yeah that's where we going
Cold game man it started snowing
Head down and keep shit rollin'
Dodge bad vibes and I keep going
Out in Texas with the hammer
Pour a four in a Fanta
Baby girl she super thick, she flew in from Alabama
It's a movie get the camera, this some shit you'll wanna see
They All know I got the juice and everybody tryin to squeeze
I got game (But I'm chargin')
I got drip (But I'm chargin')
I got tree (But I'm chargin')
I got hits (But I'm chargin')
I got bars (But I'm chargin')
I got clips (But I'm chargin')
I got game (But I'm chargin')
I got drip (But I'm chargin')



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Steward
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