Monday 'til Sunday night, be thumbin',
Got this bad bitch wit a onion
and she got her own money
She say money keep her comin',
but I keep them commas comin', in
Yuh, another check again, uh
Lord forgive me for my sins
Yeah, my wrist cost a 'Rari and
And my bitch is a Barbie,
When I fired up my blunt,
they like "Who fuck broke the wind?"
Double up my cup, I sip lean, not gin
it feel like my head spinnin'
But no, I ain't spendin' no
keep your draws, yeah yeah
Big dawg, I don't know 'bout y'all,
Bling- blaow, jewelry game Niagara Falls,
Stack it tall, money in the floor and wall,
can bust it like a bubble, uh
South Memphis nigga in this bitch, yeah,
Ain't nuthin but a P thang, baby
Young iced- out nigga going crazy
Before you talk raise up your hand, yuh
these niggas just been runnin' errands, uh
How you screamin' Crip and Blood and
ain't been to the land? What?
Hold up, dog pound, you's a mutt,
money talks, you hear me loud
Yeah I know you hear me loud,
Yeah, turn it up, uh, bitch, I'm the shit,
givin' niggas bubble guts
Yeah, every whip in my crib,
Except my yellow short bus,
that's my Rolls- Royce truck
Yeah, I be going nuts, nigga,
run it up), run up if you wanna
they'll eat you like piranha
I wonder why these niggas be hatin',
Lord knows I really got boys
shootin' like the navy, yuh
Big loud foreign toy wakin'
They like "Where you going Glock?"
I'm going to get some paper, yeah