MY WAY
Are you stupid?
Are you dumb? (Are you dumb?)
Gang, gang (boom)
Gang, gang (this is it, turn me up)
(That ain't a question)
If you got a bank, baby kick it my way
I'm outside, I ain't come to play
Ride around with a stick all day
Smokin' KB, and this shit to the brain
She on my body, 'cause I don't reply
She a thottie, I gotta decline
Put that shit on, she say I look fly
Bullets gon' sound like it's fourth of July
If you got a bank, baby kick it my way
I'm outside, I ain't come to play
Ride around with a stick all day
Smokin' KB, and this shit to the brain
She on my body, 'cause I don't reply
She a thottie, I gotta decline
Put that shit on, she say I look fly
Bullets gon' sound like it's fourth of July
Bad lil' bitch, yeah, she from the yams
Sorry baby, I can't be your mans
If you want, you can fuck on my mans
Not a opp, he just more like a fan
Niggas be chatting, I'm still untouched
Sixty-five, this shit uncut
I want a brand-new Maybach truck
Duckin' the feds', don't jinx my luck
Look!, And I told her to shake it
Off the liquor, she wanna get naked
Calm under pressure, my mind never racing
I like her better when her body basic
Look!, And this shit really federal
CMO, that's a gang I'm the general
Fuckin' two twins, and they suck on my genitals
She don't like percs', so I gave her a Demerol
If you got a bank, baby kick it my way
I'm outside, I ain't come to play
Ride around with a stick all day
Smokin' KB, and this shit to the brain
She on my body, 'cause I don't reply
She a thottie, I gotta decline
Put that shit on, she say I look fly
Bullets gon' sound like it's fourth of July
If you got a bank, baby kick it my way
I'm outside, I ain't come to play
Ride around with a stick all day
Smokin' KB, and this shit to the brain
She on my body, 'cause I don't reply
She a thottie, I gotta decline
Put that shit on, she say I look fly
Bullets gon' sound like it's fourth of July
Got new bitch, yeah, you know she the baddest
Her shit wet, and her ass is the fattest
Big body Benz, and I'm swerving through traffic
Check on his head, now he gone like it's magic
He tryna diss, but he broke and he bummy
Slide me ya piece, 'cause I'm trynna get punchy
Said I'ma whore, but she know I get money
Screaming fuck 12, tell 'em niggas free Soney
Oh, that's ya bitch?, But I'm blowing her back out
We parking foreigns in front of the trap house
Got this shit jumping, it look like a frat house
Uping the 40, ain't doing no Smackdown
I want the money, bitch, fuck you, pay me
She want some dick, but I told her to pay me
Smacking a Sandy, this shit really daily
She want my heart, but I tell her don't play me
If you got a bank, baby kick it my way
I'm outside, I ain't come to play
Ride around with a stick all day
Smokin' KB, and this shit to the brain
She on my body, 'cause I don't reply
She a thottie, I gotta decline
Put that shit on, she say I look fly
Bullets gon' sound like it's fourth of July
If you got a bank, baby kick it my way
I'm outside, I ain't come to play
Ride around with a stick all day
Smokin' KB, and this shit to the brain
She on my body, 'cause I don't reply
She a thottie, I gotta decline
Put that shit on, she say I look fly
Bullets gon' sound like it's fourth of July
Gang
(Yeah)
(Big CMO, nigga, Big CMO)
(What? What?)
(Are you stupid?)
(Are you dumb?)
(Grah, grah, grah)
(Big CMO, nigga, Big CMO)
Are you dumb? (Are you dumb?)
Gang, gang (boom)
Gang, gang (this is it, turn me up)
(That ain't a question)
If you got a bank, baby kick it my way
I'm outside, I ain't come to play
Ride around with a stick all day
Smokin' KB, and this shit to the brain
She on my body, 'cause I don't reply
She a thottie, I gotta decline
Put that shit on, she say I look fly
Bullets gon' sound like it's fourth of July
If you got a bank, baby kick it my way
I'm outside, I ain't come to play
Ride around with a stick all day
Smokin' KB, and this shit to the brain
She on my body, 'cause I don't reply
She a thottie, I gotta decline
Put that shit on, she say I look fly
Bullets gon' sound like it's fourth of July
Bad lil' bitch, yeah, she from the yams
Sorry baby, I can't be your mans
If you want, you can fuck on my mans
Not a opp, he just more like a fan
Niggas be chatting, I'm still untouched
Sixty-five, this shit uncut
I want a brand-new Maybach truck
Duckin' the feds', don't jinx my luck
Look!, And I told her to shake it
Off the liquor, she wanna get naked
Calm under pressure, my mind never racing
I like her better when her body basic
Look!, And this shit really federal
CMO, that's a gang I'm the general
Fuckin' two twins, and they suck on my genitals
She don't like percs', so I gave her a Demerol
If you got a bank, baby kick it my way
I'm outside, I ain't come to play
Ride around with a stick all day
Smokin' KB, and this shit to the brain
She on my body, 'cause I don't reply
She a thottie, I gotta decline
Put that shit on, she say I look fly
Bullets gon' sound like it's fourth of July
If you got a bank, baby kick it my way
I'm outside, I ain't come to play
Ride around with a stick all day
Smokin' KB, and this shit to the brain
She on my body, 'cause I don't reply
She a thottie, I gotta decline
Put that shit on, she say I look fly
Bullets gon' sound like it's fourth of July
Got new bitch, yeah, you know she the baddest
Her shit wet, and her ass is the fattest
Big body Benz, and I'm swerving through traffic
Check on his head, now he gone like it's magic
He tryna diss, but he broke and he bummy
Slide me ya piece, 'cause I'm trynna get punchy
Said I'ma whore, but she know I get money
Screaming fuck 12, tell 'em niggas free Soney
Oh, that's ya bitch?, But I'm blowing her back out
We parking foreigns in front of the trap house
Got this shit jumping, it look like a frat house
Uping the 40, ain't doing no Smackdown
I want the money, bitch, fuck you, pay me
She want some dick, but I told her to pay me
Smacking a Sandy, this shit really daily
She want my heart, but I tell her don't play me
If you got a bank, baby kick it my way
I'm outside, I ain't come to play
Ride around with a stick all day
Smokin' KB, and this shit to the brain
She on my body, 'cause I don't reply
She a thottie, I gotta decline
Put that shit on, she say I look fly
Bullets gon' sound like it's fourth of July
If you got a bank, baby kick it my way
I'm outside, I ain't come to play
Ride around with a stick all day
Smokin' KB, and this shit to the brain
She on my body, 'cause I don't reply
She a thottie, I gotta decline
Put that shit on, she say I look fly
Bullets gon' sound like it's fourth of July
Gang
(Yeah)
(Big CMO, nigga, Big CMO)
(What? What?)
(Are you stupid?)
(Are you dumb?)
(Grah, grah, grah)
(Big CMO, nigga, Big CMO)
Credits
Writer(s): Emmanuel Estevez
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