hey

I just got a bankroll
In the trenches, where you can't go
Nigga, who you frontin' on?
(That boy Jdolla go crazy)
She gon' point shit like it's bank
Leggo of my Eggo, baby
Yeah, I tell her I wanna fuck her long

What we finna do?
I walk around this bitch like "Ho
I'm bulletproof" she want to get that bag
I'm finna get that got
That's what we finna do keep that rackie
I'm finna skrt off the lot
My windows bulletproof send that drop
I walk in that bitch like I own it

Yeah
Don't lie to me, that pussy ain't mine
I don't own it don't cry to me
I know it's only for the moment
I went undercover
Asked to move onto your heart
And she told me to stop poppin' pills
That bitch don't look like a nurse

I know a pack of niggas that'll
Put you on a shirt
I know a pack of niggas that'll
Put you on a shirt
I know a pack of niggas that'll
Put you on a shirt
I know a pack of niggas that'll
Put you on a shirt

Why, why? I put that ho out to the side
Puttin' hoes onto the Y
Play GTA IV if you ain't givin' top
Free all my niggas that's locked
RIP to the niggas that dropped
Stay out the heat when the city get hot
Niggas back doin', they doin' too much
Yeah, I'm the shit, but you can not flush me
V10, bitch, no, you can not dust me
Groupie bitch tryna duck me
Lame-ass bitch, she can't fuck me
He get hit, he get ugly
Bullets, they eat your body, eat your stomach
I heard he soft, nigga, he so fluffy
And he want a QP, can't get enough
He shoppin' at Zumiez, boy, he's a dummy
Yeah, I put my dick right in her cuddy
I got a whole line of bitches, love me
I put a whole vibe on 'til it's sunny
No that ain't my ho, she can't cuff me
308 sang when it ain't husky
I turned that ho to my fuck-buddy
I just put my kids in her tummy, tummy
Why, why, why, why? No, woah
And she chew my dick like let it go

Yeah, I'ma leave these niggas hurt
Yeah, these niggas like hatin' on me
You know I could fuck yo ho wit' ease
Finna take that ho right in the V
Then take her for her birthday, this not eve
She won't let tiger breathe
Okay, Y'all niggas in college
I'm on the moon yeah, I feel like BK
I just popped me a shroom
Baby, what's the move?, yuh
I need her to tell - to
Tell me what's your move
It's Static on the jeans
And some shit where I tell
Her we heatin' too long
I heard that nigga keep talking, not long
And she look in my pocket, I made that bitch
Uh huh
Too many good pussies got me fucked up
Uh huh
He talk way too hard, I got on Facebook
Asked his mama
She said that she let so many niggas
Gassed his head up
Send that bitch too bed and told that ho
"Just keep your head up"
No, I don't want to even care
About everything, she know that shit
She fed up

What we finna do?
I walk around this bitch like "Ho
I'm bulletproof" she wan' get that bag
I'm finna get that got
That's what we finna do keep that rackie
I'm finna skrt off the lot
My windows bulletproof send that drop
I walk in that bitch like I own it
Walk in that bitch like I own it
I walk in that bitch like I own it
Walk in that bitch like I own it, I
Walk in that bitch like I own it, yeah