Oh thats Tay okay
Really gettin money swear to God I aint stoppin
You would think she playin for the Knicks how she toppin
Its just me and Tay we like Batman and Robin
Brodie want em dead skied up then I shot em
Brodie want em dead ah
Brodie want em dead talkin hot so I popped em
Aye Gang
Aye Gang this bitch hard as hell alright
Hop out the v and up gen bro this a hit
Told the promoter they dont like me I gotta walk in wit my blick
I aint worried about the opps they dont never be on shit
You aint never got no pape nigga go and take a risk
Tay called he like Dray why you f*ck a opp bitch
I aint worried about the opps cause I keep this Glock bitch
I forgot to mention I like the way she top dick
I'm on a 90year run can't no nigga stop this
On the road for 10 hours goin in and out of state
Yo bitch wanna f*ck with me cause I always keep some pape
You got a thousand in the bank lil boy you in the way
She like Dray can you pull out? So I nutted on her face
She like Dray can you pull up? But I'm busy on the road
I aint never got no job cause im slappin on my phone
But I better get a job before the feds be at my home
Niggas runnin out of paper lil boy you need a loan
Dray said f*ck the opps he want him gone
Hell nah I cant f*ck I got a girl leave me lone
I dont even need a job I can make it off these phones
Who is you? We dont sit around these niggas we don't know
If you aint camp or 1K get the f*ck on
Batman and Robin play with Dray we sendin niggas home
The opps broke they aint got no money what the f*ck they on
If I see a opp out aint no talkin ima f*ckin blow
Niggas knowin how we comin I dont hang wit hoes
Ion even gotta do it wit a quickness bro wipe yo nose
I got a girl dont wanna hit f*ck bro and go home
Tyson out the way he just chill get money and f*ck hoes
I'm already knowin if I aint got it ima call bro
If bro aint got it he can call my phone thats just how it go
Niggas tried to kill me as a youngin man I want they soul
Catch the first nigga on that hit and ima up the pole
Catch a nigga up in traffic I dont drop no lo's
I dont shoot out cars ill f*ck around and swing the door
I'll beat a opp ass if he aint got no pole
When we hit a skit we dont talk about that shit no more
We dont gotta speak on shit just to get some rank
I aint bout to speak on it if I just hit a f*ckin face
Them niggas trippin to them niggas goin to jail a f*ckin race
If I did sum you wont hear it I wont catch a case