I got a bad lil bitch and she think this shit is forever
She wanna run with the mob because she think that ima Goodfella
I keep blue hundreds from the press you know we really trynna impress ya
And you know we don't gotta sneak diss you know we just gone press ya
120 for a quarter of Runtz got gas ouu
No you ain't Poppin don't know who gassed you
I pop out the cut and you know I'm gone blast you
YNWA young nigga with a attitude
Pops told me that these niggas gone get mad when I get money oh
We had to get rid of niggas they was taking up space now we got better room
I got a bitch on me she wanna take a ride she just wanna giddy up
I'm so high when i go to sleep you know that there's no getting up
I need checks on checks 40 gone take your flesh (Woah)
Oh you wanna make a bet you know I'm putting up stacks (Woah)
I'm telling these niggas if they don't want no money then leave me alone
I'm to busy trynna get a crown yea to busy trynna take the thrown oh
My momma keep asking me where I'm at you know I'm never home (No im never home)
I send a text like "momma you know ima get you a big big home"
I need a tesla S but I could settle for a range rover
Feel like this shits a test but I got luck like a four leaf clover
These niggas know that I'm balling you know that we hit em with fadeaways
I keep that Glock on me you know we draw it illustrate
I got a bad lil bitch and she think this shit is forever
She wanna run with the mob because she think that ima Goodfella
I keep blue hundreds from the press you know we really trynna impress ya
Just know that we don't gotta sneak diss you know we just gone press ya
120 for a quarter of runtz got gas ouu
No you ain't Poppin don't know who gassed you
