Yea my b**h she bad, all my n***as rich.
I got work for cheap, damn I feel like meech.
Two tone wraith, on some big feet, I f*cked her to sleep.
B*tch I’m back in the street, mama put me out,
I’m straight out the trap,
Stuffed a hundred in a box and send it across the map.
I’m geeked up on than lean
Countin while you sleep.
Everybody eat damn I feel like meech.
My car don’t got a top, this money when I talk.
Got a beam on my glock and I’m drinkin roc.
Lil mama so fine I went up in that pus*y raw,
Then I f*cked her friend she said you a dog.
I heard they want me dead so I’m flexin even harder.
I pull in in that ferrari rocking alotta water.
F*ck the other side, it’s a homicide,
Numbers done lie, my trap on fire.
Everytime you see me I be lit as f*ck.
In the strip club throwin that sh*t up.
I feel like shawty lo, I’m the man
Two steppin countin paper thats my money dance.
Yea my b**h she bad, all my n***as rich.
I got work for cheap, damn I feel like meech.
Two tone wraith, on some big feet, I f*cked her to sleep.
B*tch I’m back in the street, mama put me out,
I’m straight out the trap,
Stuffed a hundred in a box and send it across the map.
I’m geeked up on than lean
Countin while you sleep.
Everybody eat damn I feel like meech.
Damn I feel like meech, I think we bmf,
Slamming all these pounds I need a championship belt
Pull up, pick up, pull out, drop out
Cough syrup, no cough, throw up.
Yea I come from a place where they don’t make it out,
Young n***a snoutin pills ready to take you out.
My b*tch bad and juicy
I wear Roberto Cavali every tuesday,
Manage wit her shippin for real,
I got ya b*tch skinny dippin at the crib.
I’m servin and countin, smokin ounces
I just made a place trap for 300k.