Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah
One in my hands yeah
Yeah
One in my hands, one in my jeans
Serving my friends, serving the fiends
I'm filling her up, she filling my needs
What I got is not enough, I want everything (hey)
Tennis be my link, codeine dripping in my lean
Shawty, she a freak, so I f*ck her like a beast
Yeah, f*ck her every week, I don't take her out to eat
Hate the Boston Celtics, but I'm loving all this green
She said, I don't ever think
I don't even talk
She think that I'm mean
In the loft, doing drugs through the eve
We don't gotta speak, (no no no)
One in my hands, one in my jeans
Serving my friends, serving the fiends
I'm filling her up, she filling my needs
What I got is not enough, I want everything (hey)
Uh uh uh
I'm on turbo, I'm on go (uh)
Met her at the show than we (uh) at the show
Met another hoe, talking freaky on the phone
Eeny, miny, moe, I can never choose a hoe
Cannot call these boys my clones
Cause they still gon' do it wrong
Walking with the heat, yeah, I walk with Eddie Jones
Pulling up like Bones, and they put it in their nose
Everything I got, yeah, I got it on my own
One in my hands, one in my jeans
Serving my friends, serving the fiends
I'm filling her up, she filling my needs
What I got is not enough, I want everything (hey)
Cash rules everything around me
Tell me what you want, bae, I'll get you what you need
Summertime fine, tryna cuff you in the spring
Tryna marry your ass 'fore my daughter turn three
Women lie, men lie, numbers don't to me
Wanna get some money, man, get around me
Heard he sending shots, but he ain't send them at me
Ride around your town, and I'm blind on the scene
One in my hands, one in my jeans
Serving my friends, serving the fiends
I'm filling her up, she filling my needs
What I got is not enough, I want everything (hey)
One in my hands, one in my jeans
Serving my friends, serving the fiends
I'm filling her up, she filling my needs
What I got is not enough, I want everything (hey)