What the f*ck
Yeah smoke gas get high live your life
Crazy bitch tried to stab me with a knife
I'm like"whoa shwaty why you trippin"
She said she miss me yeah I know shawty I've been missing
I've been missing all this cash bags racks
I can't pick up the phone on a plane going fast
I'm hopping out the PJ model bitches shaking ass
I feel like bossman
When I'm off a xan
I feel like I could f*ck yo bitch and then do my lil dance
Rich crackas up in france
I flew to paris when I saw that new advance
I'm with my troops we in the mud we take a stance
I'm sippin dirty in my sprite"oh not again"
I pray the lord forgive me for all of my sins
I'm smoking gas and puffing dro out in the wind
Oh you gone spin? tell that pussy come and spin
I stay with yappas hella glickies for your friends
The paparazzi taking pictures when I land
Come get yo groupie hoe she acting like a fan
Yeah
Prod allensolo
Bitch