You know
See low we knowI’m sitting on leather I’m a winnerIf I crap out the strap outCause I snap right back to the beginning nigga
You know I will let it pop front if you want bitch I will make it hotYou know you think you ill but you notYou will need a tombstone you will need a plot, yeah
I peep what niggas hate through my peripheralsBoy if I leave this club back to the car I got some shit for youWant party? We can paint the town redThem bottles ain’t shit to me a nigga got breadI’m big money big business I love itFor the bad bitches with big asses and the budgets I’m the bossUntil you know shit is going how it got to goI don’t want talk tonight I might just buy the hoesMy pleasure principle spender’s expenseFirst I’m happy then she happy then she can pay the rentIt’s nothing to a nigga when he upBut when they down I bet you he won’t give up at your bumpFlipping will catch your attitude ‘like bitch what the fuck you want from a nigga huh?, you fucking up nigga huh?’Look girl you know you sitting on a gold mineFuck with them other niggas think you so fine
My flow hotter than the gun after that clip doneDon’t care about the sit you claim mother fuck the finger bangI hang around with hustlers and hoodlums that party get the poppingThen we beefing and we shootingLet’s party like it’s 1999 flat top [?]Swag going back in timeI got it locked they can’t ignore itMy nigga know some bullshit I’m all for itDon seven sixty leaningChrome clean spend a nigga scheming trying to hit a lickThem victim niggas thinking damn why meI’m thinking why these niggas never try meMaybe they feel the vibe they know a nigga lieI let it off inside and outsideThe club rocking it’s on tonightThem bottle’s popping we getting right