HOLD UP
All of my homies we doin bad shit
I don't need bunnies I got ratchets
Diamonds on diamonds I'm finna stash it
I don't got time for your wack shit
All of my homies we doin bad shit
I don't need bunnies I got ratchets
Diamonds on diamonds I'm finna stash it
I don't got time for your wack shit
I fucked around in the streets
Trading in my time
Goals for life to be a G
Who would've thot
Its something that I choose to leave
We could've started something great
But lost to Greed
Now I'm running shit
Don't need no help
You ain't the key
Money coming first
But this ain't C.R.E.A.M.
Im from the West
But I got bitches in the East
Im not depressed
Im just tryna get some sleep
Reaper coming for me
Tell that bitch she gon wait
Pedal to the metal
Like that bitch ain't gon break
I don't need approval
That some shit I won't chase
Only bricks you touch
Are the shots you can't make
You claim the block I say fake
You taking shots I take fades
You need hope I got game
Fucking wit a real one
Baby I can't change
All of my homies we doin bad shit
I don't need bunnies I got ratchets
Diamonds on diamonds I'm finna stash it
I don't got time for your wack shit
Now I'm chilling with the homies
Better roll up the weed
The only things that I love
Is that pussy and greed
I got homies on deck
Everything that you need
I'm fucking all these bitches raw
Ya they all got my seed
But aye
But fuck it
Swerving in the bucket
30 On my waist
Ya you know I gotta tuck it
Did McDonalds baby
Ya I know you gonna love it
Make the bed shake
They asking what the fucks the ruckus
Make it bus just like the metro
Gave her good dick
Ya I'm fucking up her mental
22 Revolver cocked it back to your dental
Crashed the Ferrari bitch
Sike bitch it was the rental
All I ever liked was spending the cash
I'm getting road top baby
While I'm six on the dash
But aye
But guess what gotta do the dash
I'm fucking on your baby mommas ass
I don't need bunnies I got ratchets
Diamonds on diamonds I'm finna stash it
I don't got time for your wack shit
All of my homies we doin bad shit
I don't need bunnies I got ratchets
Diamonds on diamonds I'm finna stash it
I don't got time for your wack shit
I fucked around in the streets
Trading in my time
Goals for life to be a G
Who would've thot
Its something that I choose to leave
We could've started something great
But lost to Greed
Now I'm running shit
Don't need no help
You ain't the key
Money coming first
But this ain't C.R.E.A.M.
Im from the West
But I got bitches in the East
Im not depressed
Im just tryna get some sleep
Reaper coming for me
Tell that bitch she gon wait
Pedal to the metal
Like that bitch ain't gon break
I don't need approval
That some shit I won't chase
Only bricks you touch
Are the shots you can't make
You claim the block I say fake
You taking shots I take fades
You need hope I got game
Fucking wit a real one
Baby I can't change
All of my homies we doin bad shit
I don't need bunnies I got ratchets
Diamonds on diamonds I'm finna stash it
I don't got time for your wack shit
Now I'm chilling with the homies
Better roll up the weed
The only things that I love
Is that pussy and greed
I got homies on deck
Everything that you need
I'm fucking all these bitches raw
Ya they all got my seed
But aye
But fuck it
Swerving in the bucket
30 On my waist
Ya you know I gotta tuck it
Did McDonalds baby
Ya I know you gonna love it
Make the bed shake
They asking what the fucks the ruckus
Make it bus just like the metro
Gave her good dick
Ya I'm fucking up her mental
22 Revolver cocked it back to your dental
Crashed the Ferrari bitch
Sike bitch it was the rental
All I ever liked was spending the cash
I'm getting road top baby
While I'm six on the dash
But aye
But guess what gotta do the dash
I'm fucking on your baby mommas ass
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Writer(s): Raymond Cortez
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