30% Chillin'
We pourin' up wok, that syrup
Hair stylist save my appearance
Now how you be shoppin' on clearance?
Goin' broke, that shit, I fear it
She top me off while I'm drivin'
It's a 24' with no mileage
These hoes gon' flock, hear the siren
He got a band so I'm whippin' out ten
Actavis in my system
I was on the streets tryna make sum'
Smokin' 30%, I got strong lungs
I ain't never pickin' up nobody crumbs
Gettin' straight to it
I'm gettin' to the racks
I'm gettin' straight passion
I ain't tryna have sex
All this money in my savings, get my mom a Vette'
She say I got a vibe and my music is the best
She got a list of all her bodies
Tryna see what's up with my posse
We focused on money, no 304's
If one door close, I'ma open up another door
Actavis in my system
I was on the streets tryna make sum'
Smokin' 30%, I got strong lungs
I ain't never pickin' up nobody crumbs
I'm high off my ass while recordin' this song
I'm always on point but she sayin' I'm wrong
I cannot lie, I'm a slut for the cash
I could make few bands just on my phone
That 9 on side, it be loaded
You against us? You get toasted
On that Perc 30, I be rollin'
When the opps drop music, all they do is miss
Actavis in my system
I was on the streets tryna make sum'
Smokin' 30%, I got strong lungs
I ain't never pickin' up nobody crumbs
Hair stylist save my appearance
Now how you be shoppin' on clearance?
Goin' broke, that shit, I fear it
She top me off while I'm drivin'
It's a 24' with no mileage
These hoes gon' flock, hear the siren
He got a band so I'm whippin' out ten
Actavis in my system
I was on the streets tryna make sum'
Smokin' 30%, I got strong lungs
I ain't never pickin' up nobody crumbs
Gettin' straight to it
I'm gettin' to the racks
I'm gettin' straight passion
I ain't tryna have sex
All this money in my savings, get my mom a Vette'
She say I got a vibe and my music is the best
She got a list of all her bodies
Tryna see what's up with my posse
We focused on money, no 304's
If one door close, I'ma open up another door
Actavis in my system
I was on the streets tryna make sum'
Smokin' 30%, I got strong lungs
I ain't never pickin' up nobody crumbs
I'm high off my ass while recordin' this song
I'm always on point but she sayin' I'm wrong
I cannot lie, I'm a slut for the cash
I could make few bands just on my phone
That 9 on side, it be loaded
You against us? You get toasted
On that Perc 30, I be rollin'
When the opps drop music, all they do is miss
Actavis in my system
I was on the streets tryna make sum'
Smokin' 30%, I got strong lungs
I ain't never pickin' up nobody crumbs
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