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)