[ Featuring MylesMG ]
Uh, yeah, all red, big body, feelin' like Santa
I was a youngin' when I had to man up, Now we count up and sip dirty ass fanta
Ya nigga a joke, he should do stand-up
Black and white diamonds like panda Soon as I wake in the morning, I'm countin' the bands up
Big 30, don't jam up Walk in this bitch like a stick-up, they all
Got they hands up All this cash got me holdin' my pants up
Whip the hawk like I play for Atlanta I'm on her head like some motherf*ckin
Dandruff Bitch call my phone, but a nigga don't answer
Gotta get it, so I been on the road
Flow too hot like I whipped the shit up on the stove
Yeah, I stick to the code Plug threw a hundred, he know the product
Gettin' sold Like laundry, how these niggas fold
Eyes on me like I'm glittered in gold All alone on this road
I cut it off, cause this bitch keep doin' the most
Sippin' drink, bout to pour up a dose Take a flight with your bitch, we bout to
Switch up the coast She wanna take a trip with the goat
Just bein' honest, nigga, but you already know
Givin' my niggas hope, water the roots Just like a flower, I'll grow
Bitch, you reap what you sow She on my body, already outta her clothes
Uh, I told her, don't tell me no lies Just look in my eyes and tell me what you see
I know what I'm destined to be Work on my craft, I know this ain't the best
I could be I just walk when I step on the beat
Get him knocked off for free cause my lil' steppa elite
D-Boy, I came for the breesh Chrome heart sweater with the tec underneath
I can bet you bitch checkin' for me Store her number in my phone with the rest
Of the freaks Said I don't got the time today
She texted me back like, what about the rest of the week
I keep a check on me, stick to myself Cause nobody check on me
My bitch bad, shawty black and white Just like a referee, don't even speak
If you ain't talkin' money, nigga don't mention me
Shootin' from deep, ballin' on court, hoe There ain't no benchin' me
If he run up, he rest in peace Only keep day ones next to me
A two of the Wock is like sex to me Stay cookin' up with no recipe
Bird ass bitch, she can go hit the street Put her on sesame
I'm gettin' dressed with ease I have a feelin' that's why she obsessed with me
Tax-free money like SME see ya next move is like chess to me
You might get burnt to the next degree Bitch on my body caressin' me
