Oh you got some friends too
Sweet
We're just like the cookout you know drink a little bit
Smoke a few ooh
It's more than music you n***as think it's nothing all
Got you b**h on my line is she wishin I call
Total looking the sky baby wish on a star
Ain't no mission impossible 'cause my mission accomplished,
Ya now rocking with the most underrated
But your main girls favourite
So she invited to a Taylor Gang event all the champagne poppin
All the 100 dollars spent you no
You never been so I guess not,
They sleepin on a n***a like truckers at truck stops
From a dollar so I guess this what the buck stops
Pull up like mmmh I need it off the car lot
My diamonds say a lot I don't talk too much
The wide face big sort of like hockey puck
What up full gang a couple cool chains
Tgog that's how I do
Thangs...
[Hook:]
You know you rock it with the best little mama
Them other n**sa they cool
Until I pull up the s**a players s** em from the taylors'
And they like uuh, layy
Until a green light, that's the only way I go
Baby you welcome to the cook out
That's if you wanna go.yaa...
I'm just drinkin creeping
Smoking while I'm rapping b**h
That's cheifin' while I'm speaking in the deep end
Got my feet in
Plus all my n***a stacking don't know what you n***as thinking
Brought a couple friends I brought a couple friends so you should meet them
You tired I got some pijamas for you to sleep in
I'm rockin Balenciaga the models all give me proper's
In fashion n***as say I'm light years pa**ing n***as
Who wanna grind who got it locked
Go ahead and ask these n***as who want my shine
I'm way too boojie for these nasty n***as
I'm rolling up my trees and pa**ed the weed right pa**ed these n***as
'Cause you got all your moves from me but you ain't ask me n***a
[Hook:]
You know you rock it with the best little mama
The other n***a they cool
Until I pull up the s**a players s** em from the Taylors'
And they like uuh, man
Until a green light, that's the only way I go
Baby you welcome to the cook out
That's if you wanna go... yeah
Don't spill my liquor b**h
They got a cold I'll be on some sicker sh**
Like bless you n***as who hated on me
I got that car she in the bed she waiting on me
Tryin something yeah you would get a hollow head
Let the town talk sheavy get a lot of bread
I'm really bout it and you just playing game
My n***as got a lot of years and they ain't sayin names
I just pull up on some Taylor sh**
Gater sh** old school player sh**
Just to look in your eye you on some hater sh**
'Cause I'm on my grind on some Big Jerm skater sh**
Poor some more cups it's the players ball
You ain't invited 'cause you ain't playin at all
You b**h getting loose... off a cup of juice
I ain't' gotta lie sh** you see the truth
It's proof
[Hook:]
You know you rock it with the best little mama
Them other n***as they cool
Until I pull up the s**a players s** em from the Taylors'
And they like uuh, man
Until a green light, that's the only way I go
Baby you welcome to the cook out
That's if you wanna go yeah