and be back stressin' man
These niggas around this town
talkin' to him for they pocket screen
used to watch the rooster
before the hen came around baby
I'm tellin' ya, I'm what's inside,
Betcha let the whole clip ride,
Got the Swiss of sweets all rolled up,
Get some Grey Goose in my cup,
22's on my ride, I'm tellin' ya
And the folks stay in my trap,
Get them hollow tips in my strap, I'm
That's the question, AR15,
Triple beam scale, you know,
Hundred carats on my wrist,
let me tell you somethin'
Or get your chain together,
let me sell you somethin'
yeah I'll mail you somethin'
I'll fuck around in front of nigga
I'm all iced out, baby, ain't I cool?
Icing everything, I'm scrolling,
The keep taking pictures,
Streets still love a nigga,
Got the you -know -what inside,
Bet you I let the whole clip ride,
Got the Swiss of sweets all rolled up,
Keep some Grey Goose in my cup,
Now do you know what outside,
22's on my ride, I'm tellin'
And the folks stay in my trap,
Keep them hollow tips in my strap,
Smell the 17 -5, blow perp while I drive,
Top down is such a motherfuckin' star,
it's such a motherfuckin' car
I make it do what it does
And if I said it, fuck nigga,
that's exactly what it was
I work hard with the hard work
I work hard with the soft work
You niggas muffed divers,
Your pussy whipped, nigga, yeah,
Just because, nigga, just in case
I keep something on my hip
Got the you know what inside,
Betcha let the whole clip ride,
Got the Swiss of sweets all rolled up,
Keep some Grey Goose in my cup,
Got the you know what outside,
22's on my ride, I'm tellin'
And the folks stay in my trap, I'm tellin'
Keep them hollow tips in my strap, I'm tellin'