Selling all this dope momma said I need to stop
But man I love the block
Yeah I love the block
I'm a c**aine selling 40 gripping Mexican
Got a chirp that the birds landed so I'm going in
I met Primo he threw me 100 pack
You know young Cartel bring the money back
If I get a rap check I buy 100 bales
Never stop working I'mma give 'em hell
Chorus (2x):
Can't leave the game alone what the hell is going on
f** a rap check I'mma pull my cell phone
A lot of bales of mid, a lot of bales of strong
Birds fly in and out my home
Breaking sh** down got residue all on me
My fingers get oily, eyes get watery
Busted out the inner tube, look what I'mma do
I got a J to test the work, we call him Scooby-Doo
I had a dream that I counted like 100 mil
Woke up dick hard money turn me on for real
Got in the rap game hoping I might go legit
But I'm married to the game like she my main b**h
(Chorus 2x)
Can't leave the dope game alone I don't know why
My homie doing 3 my other partner doing 25
A f** you attitude on the inside
Cuerno De Chivo in the trunk when I drive
Serving all these zombies, posted with the demons
All these p**ys wanna hate, but they can't see us
Cocaine s*ut let her sniff it off my penis
f**ing your b**h but she keep it between us
(Chorus 2x)