Petals

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yeah, yea

Yeah
Take off your chain, robbing your love
The street is a jungle, I'm tagging it up
I'm in the paint, the white boy can dunk
I'm bulletproof with a mix of three drugs
Somebody played dirty but mine is still locked
High on the Cadillac, high euro watch
Bad to watch static when you work it off
Hand on your pistol cause my dick might wash
You think it's funny, boy you're quick to drop

A little bit of gas might buy you a lot
Give her a brick just to kick it back up
Hot little honey with so many drugs
After we hit then I put the mask up
Off of the bone like we don't really thug
Around and get bent to this side in the club
How do you think that you real but you don't really judge

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yeah, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yeah, yea
I'm spending my time in the clouds
What is it you be thinking about
Forty hours spent up in the clouds
Come to the hood, you might sell like an ounce
You should find wings if you go in and bounce
I catch a plane then I run in your house
I take your main bitch and I pull her out
Nobody is perfect, we've got ups and downs
We talking around like she came with the pounds
Smoking around when she came with the found
She hit a fat line, got white powder on snout
As soon as I blow up she come back around

Yeah
Bitch I'm a dog, I'm unleashed
I'm with the gang, with the dawgs in the streets
Popping around then she came with the feat
She suck on my toes and she got some good feet
She hanging around when she came with the heat
That Hollywood pussy, that shit was not cheap
She bounce on my dick like the bass to the beat
Popping to see what she what she came with the
Hold on, I'm not ready
She called me Big Daddi

Yeah, we bail out the dawgs, we called it the vetty
We hop like a log, we call that the vetty
I jump like a frog while I'm getting steady
I swing with the back with a mop
Came with some rounds when she came with a Glock
Swinging around like she care for the chop
Popping around and she keep with the top
Tacking it out, tack with the pimp, with the pound
And then she be getting renounced
Shorty be giving me attitude
Smacking her friend and I smack or too

Smoking on Thrax, give me latitude
Might pull out a chicken, don't hesitate
She getting me down, when she levitate
And she popping around when she given eight
She popping around when she throwing names
She play with my balls and she throwing fakes

Look on my neck, heavy metal
She swerving the pot with the kettle
She smoke all my shit, all my petals