OOooo Lets Go
I'm rollin up that blunt with heavy smoke
These niggas talking tough
I give that to my kinfolk
Cuz my nigga hungry for his stripes
And buddy been broke
Pockets fat like big hoes
I'm paid that's why they hate fo
Bulova on my wrist hoe
Yea im gon spend a bag
I'm gon mack a bad bitch down she f*ck wit Mac
Yea bitch ive been lit I don't give a damn
What you niggas talkin' bout
Oh they talkin' out they ass
Yea they talkin' all that shit they ain't talkin' bout no cash
I'm just chillin back uh countin' on some stacks
Bitch im too swag got yo bitch up in the back
She f*ckin wit Young P
They don't f*ck with that
Ayo what happenin iss the babyface big homie
Courtside general neighborhood padrino
And I'm in the sky I just roll me up like three ho
Got me hella zooted man I feel like this a dream ho
I have expensive habits and fabrics because I'm mad rich
Been all around the world you can't tell me bout this bad shit
I done made it out the mud I done did it all myself
Ever since I left my moms I been buildin' up my wealth
I been buildin' up my health gotta stay healthy on these punk bitches
Cause a muf*cka be damned
If I kick it with these punk bitches
I gotta stay on toes I can't be f*ckin' up my earn riches
Can't be f*ckin' up my earn riches
Oooo
Let's go