I'm killin shit I plead to fifth You Honor
My boy told me Mallo f*ck up some commas
My girl be killin shit just like Rhianna
Yessirrski, huh, I like this
Gas on me cause I love that stink
Ass on her cause she love that pink
Remy Martin cause she love to drink
Good head on her shoulder cause she love to think
She just really want the cash, Bitch chill, Uma pass
Live in the mix, I pay my tithes thru ya bitch
I got like 40 bands on me, got that shit out the bricks
I got like 60 at the house, got that shit off a lick
Fresh as f*ck nigga how I'm pose to be
Money talkin nigga you ain't suppose to speak
Can't let these off brand niggas get close to me
If yeen addicted to gettin money you kinda slow to me
Gas on me cause I love that stink
Ass on her cause she love that pink
Remy Martin cause she love to drink
Good head on her shoulder cause she love to think
She just really want the cash, Bitch chill, Uma pass
Gotta call up cuzz, I need a ounce of that gas
Hit the 4 and go and cop a couple bales on Dobbin
Boy time has change, back then we was robbin
I was always batman, but my coupe was white
F*ckin on ya ole lady
We gettin loose tonite
Just bought a studio, see what the booth be like
Blue strips to celebrate Nipsey and OG Tookie life
Gas on me cause I love that stink
Ass on her cause she love that pink
Remy Martin cause she love to drink
Good head on her shoulder cause she love to think
I don't know why I love seein her shake her ass like that
Make a nigga dick hard with a ass so phat
She like I don't know why yo pockets full with dem racks like that
Bout to make a couple plays, I'll be right right back
Dem boys sent the blitz on ya, Hell yeah you was shook
My bitch breaking bad, Hell yeah she can cook
Live in the mix I pay my Tithes thru ya bitch
Get money, stay broke, which side you gone pick nigga
Gas on me cause I love that stink
Ass on her cause she love that pink
Remy Martin cause she love to drink
Good head on her shoulder cause she love to think
We got yall bottles
We got bottles
Cheers, we Up
Let's Get it
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I'm killin shit I plead to fifth You Honor
My boy told me Mallo f*ck up some commas
My girl be killin shit just like Rhianna
Yessirrski, huh, I like this
Gas on me cause I love that stink
Ass on her cause she love that pink
Remy Martin cause she love to drink
Good head on her shoulder cause she love to think
She just really want the cash, Bitch chill, Uma pass
Live in the mix, I pay my tithes thru ya bitch
I got like 40 bands on me, got that shit out the bricks
I got like 60 at the house, got that shit off a lick
Fresh as f*ck nigga how I'm pose to be
Money talkin nigga you ain't suppose to speak
Can't let these off brand niggas get close to me
If yeen addicted to gettin money you kinda slow to me
Gas on me cause I love that stink
Ass on her cause she love that pink
Remy Martin cause she love to drink
Good head on her shoulder cause she love to think
She just really want the cash, Bitch chill, Uma pass
Gotta call up cuzz, I need a ounce of that gas
Hit the 4 and go and cop a couple bales on Dobbin
Boy time has change, back then we was robbin
I was always batman, but my coupe was white
F*ckin on ya ole lady
We gettin loose tonite
Just bought a studio, see what the booth be like
Blue strips to celebrate Nipsey and OG Tookie life
Gas on me cause I love that stink
Ass on her cause she love that pink
Remy Martin cause she love to drink
Good head on her shoulder cause she love to think
I don't know why I love seein her shake her ass like that
Make a nigga dick hard with a ass so phat
She like I don't know why yo pockets full with dem racks like that
Bout to make a couple plays, I'll be right right back
Dem boys sent the blitz on ya, Hell yeah you was shook
My bitch breaking bad, Hell yeah she can cook
Live in the mix I pay my Tithes thru ya bitch
Get money, stay broke, which side you gone pick nigga
Gas on me cause I love that stink
Ass on her cause she love that pink
Remy Martin cause she love to drink
Good head on her shoulder cause she love to think
We got yall bottles
We got bottles
Cheers, we Up
Let's Get it
My boy told me Mallo f*ck up some commas
My girl be killin shit just like Rhianna
Yessirrski, huh, I like this
Gas on me cause I love that stink
Ass on her cause she love that pink
Remy Martin cause she love to drink
Good head on her shoulder cause she love to think
She just really want the cash, Bitch chill, Uma pass
Live in the mix, I pay my tithes thru ya bitch
I got like 40 bands on me, got that shit out the bricks
I got like 60 at the house, got that shit off a lick
Fresh as f*ck nigga how I'm pose to be
Money talkin nigga you ain't suppose to speak
Can't let these off brand niggas get close to me
If yeen addicted to gettin money you kinda slow to me
Gas on me cause I love that stink
Ass on her cause she love that pink
Remy Martin cause she love to drink
Good head on her shoulder cause she love to think
She just really want the cash, Bitch chill, Uma pass
Gotta call up cuzz, I need a ounce of that gas
Hit the 4 and go and cop a couple bales on Dobbin
Boy time has change, back then we was robbin
I was always batman, but my coupe was white
F*ckin on ya ole lady
We gettin loose tonite
Just bought a studio, see what the booth be like
Blue strips to celebrate Nipsey and OG Tookie life
Gas on me cause I love that stink
Ass on her cause she love that pink
Remy Martin cause she love to drink
Good head on her shoulder cause she love to think
I don't know why I love seein her shake her ass like that
Make a nigga dick hard with a ass so phat
She like I don't know why yo pockets full with dem racks like that
Bout to make a couple plays, I'll be right right back
Dem boys sent the blitz on ya, Hell yeah you was shook
My bitch breaking bad, Hell yeah she can cook
Live in the mix I pay my Tithes thru ya bitch
Get money, stay broke, which side you gone pick nigga
Gas on me cause I love that stink
Ass on her cause she love that pink
Remy Martin cause she love to drink
Good head on her shoulder cause she love to think
We got yall bottles
We got bottles
Cheers, we Up
Let's Get it
Writer: Jamal Brooks
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