and then go whip shoppin'
My player never slows down
and he ain't whip stoppin'
State police is runnin' round
and only ask for blessings
Young and dumb, adolescence
Adolescence was in a bad direction
I came up off a crop of Reggie
You only play yourself, try and play me
I whip this coke like a tinted up
Guerrilla ghoul, gangster
Old head's worth a couple million
I know my smoker won't crack,
And they call for fifties,
and they call for hundreds
I can see it crystal clear
We gon' make a couple million
We consistent here, Christina Aguilera
there's a here crystal clear
before I disappear boxes on deck
multiple options of transportation
plugged up in Cali home in the valley
it all started with unfathomable numbers
and a couple Addys they try to bump it a couple points till
I got Aggie shit you know how they be trying to do us
first off you need the clientele
secondly you can't stop my
Old fool, I was flying shit back,
The irony going into compliancy
The storefront from the trap,
Anything else is uncivilized,
Turn my contact book into a dynasty
You niggas still tryna catch up
O .T. Darrell, Kush Goddard,