Well first off let me get straight into it when I'm in motion I move with the doolie
Poppin off yea we keep a few toolys once I pop out swear we making movie
Get in that mood Ima need me two pieces and they done booked the whole gang when they booked me
I be passing the pack without looking I done boss up they said that I couldn't
7 rings like I'm Brady
Yo style is outdated
You could never have sauce like this
Man I just send her the addy she pull up with baddies
Yeen never had a vibe like this
And my jewelry be hitting I'm all about business
I'm gifted Its like I can't miss
Man I got shottas blood in me
But I know Zoe's
That'll chop yo ass up into bits
My money I'm getting I save it I spend it
If they f*ck up bets believe that we spinning
Lord forgive me for my sinning once I wake up I just that winning
I kept it a hunnit way from the beginning when it's bout my money I can be a menace
Soon as I give em the word they pull up on yo curb
Bucking shots all out the tinted
Sip out the bottle I get me a feeling sonnin these niggas like they my children
I finna run this shit up to a billion
I got DeezBandz falling outta my denim
I am a legend my blood the remedy
Ima big boss you lil niggas are mini me's
Bandz up nigga for ever my energy warning shots for my enemies
For this paper what would you do
Ain't looking for no handouts pockets full of blues
Oouuu I think she like me well bitch show me proof
I was 17 she was 32 shooting 17 its no mo you
Bitch For this paper what would you do
I ain't looking for no handouts
Pockets full of blues oouuu I think she like me
Well bitch show me proof
I was 17 she was 32 shooting 17 its no mo you
Different city a lot bitches high as f*ck when a nigga sippin
Top down riding thru the city pull the stick out you gone hear them switches
Bout fie up this bob Marley ain't no waitin she finna do it
I ballin be like Patrick Ewing all my jewelry it's feeling groovy
Hands in the air she be poppin pussy been had DeezBandz I ain't get advance
I pull bitch with the slightest lil glance
I got them diva bitches in a trends
Soon as I knock it pass it to my mans
Yeah Yeah
I Throw that shit up they say do it again
I comprehend then do it again
A lot drugs in me I'm fully loaded keeping p, I just pulled like both of them
I be ballin Demar Derozan once it hit I'll be balling 4 summers
And my car doors be suicidal we gone wait outside for rivals
We gone smash on em every way then that we get back to the paper chase
For this paper what would you do
I Ain't looking for no handouts pockets full of blues
Oouuu I think she like me bitch show me proof
I was 17 she was 32 shooting 17 its no mo you
Bitch for this paper what would you do I ain't looking for no handouts
Pockets full of blues oouuu I think she like me well bitch show me proof
I was 17 she was 32 shooting 17 its no mo you nah for real
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Well first off let me get straight into it when I'm in motion I move with the doolie
Poppin off yea we keep a few toolys once I pop out swear we making movie
Get in that mood Ima need me two pieces and they done booked the whole gang when they booked me
I be passing the pack without looking I done boss up they said that I couldn't
7 rings like I'm Brady
Yo style is outdated
You could never have sauce like this
Man I just send her the addy she pull up with baddies
Yeen never had a vibe like this
And my jewelry be hitting I'm all about business
I'm gifted Its like I can't miss
Man I got shottas blood in me
But I know Zoe's
That'll chop yo ass up into bits
My money I'm getting I save it I spend it
If they f*ck up bets believe that we spinning
Lord forgive me for my sinning once I wake up I just that winning
I kept it a hunnit way from the beginning when it's bout my money I can be a menace
Soon as I give em the word they pull up on yo curb
Bucking shots all out the tinted
Sip out the bottle I get me a feeling sonnin these niggas like they my children
I finna run this shit up to a billion
I got DeezBandz falling outta my denim
I am a legend my blood the remedy
Ima big boss you lil niggas are mini me's
Bandz up nigga for ever my energy warning shots for my enemies
For this paper what would you do
Ain't looking for no handouts pockets full of blues
Oouuu I think she like me well bitch show me proof
I was 17 she was 32 shooting 17 its no mo you
Bitch For this paper what would you do
I ain't looking for no handouts
Pockets full of blues oouuu I think she like me
Well bitch show me proof
I was 17 she was 32 shooting 17 its no mo you
Different city a lot bitches high as f*ck when a nigga sippin
Top down riding thru the city pull the stick out you gone hear them switches
Bout fie up this bob Marley ain't no waitin she finna do it
I ballin be like Patrick Ewing all my jewelry it's feeling groovy
Hands in the air she be poppin pussy been had DeezBandz I ain't get advance
I pull bitch with the slightest lil glance
I got them diva bitches in a trends
Soon as I knock it pass it to my mans
Yeah Yeah
I Throw that shit up they say do it again
I comprehend then do it again
A lot drugs in me I'm fully loaded keeping p, I just pulled like both of them
I be ballin Demar Derozan once it hit I'll be balling 4 summers
And my car doors be suicidal we gone wait outside for rivals
We gone smash on em every way then that we get back to the paper chase
For this paper what would you do
I Ain't looking for no handouts pockets full of blues
Oouuu I think she like me bitch show me proof
I was 17 she was 32 shooting 17 its no mo you
Bitch for this paper what would you do I ain't looking for no handouts
Pockets full of blues oouuu I think she like me well bitch show me proof
I was 17 she was 32 shooting 17 its no mo you nah for real
Poppin off yea we keep a few toolys once I pop out swear we making movie
Get in that mood Ima need me two pieces and they done booked the whole gang when they booked me
I be passing the pack without looking I done boss up they said that I couldn't
7 rings like I'm Brady
Yo style is outdated
You could never have sauce like this
Man I just send her the addy she pull up with baddies
Yeen never had a vibe like this
And my jewelry be hitting I'm all about business
I'm gifted Its like I can't miss
Man I got shottas blood in me
But I know Zoe's
That'll chop yo ass up into bits
My money I'm getting I save it I spend it
If they f*ck up bets believe that we spinning
Lord forgive me for my sinning once I wake up I just that winning
I kept it a hunnit way from the beginning when it's bout my money I can be a menace
Soon as I give em the word they pull up on yo curb
Bucking shots all out the tinted
Sip out the bottle I get me a feeling sonnin these niggas like they my children
I finna run this shit up to a billion
I got DeezBandz falling outta my denim
I am a legend my blood the remedy
Ima big boss you lil niggas are mini me's
Bandz up nigga for ever my energy warning shots for my enemies
For this paper what would you do
Ain't looking for no handouts pockets full of blues
Oouuu I think she like me well bitch show me proof
I was 17 she was 32 shooting 17 its no mo you
Bitch For this paper what would you do
I ain't looking for no handouts
Pockets full of blues oouuu I think she like me
Well bitch show me proof
I was 17 she was 32 shooting 17 its no mo you
Different city a lot bitches high as f*ck when a nigga sippin
Top down riding thru the city pull the stick out you gone hear them switches
Bout fie up this bob Marley ain't no waitin she finna do it
I ballin be like Patrick Ewing all my jewelry it's feeling groovy
Hands in the air she be poppin pussy been had DeezBandz I ain't get advance
I pull bitch with the slightest lil glance
I got them diva bitches in a trends
Soon as I knock it pass it to my mans
Yeah Yeah
I Throw that shit up they say do it again
I comprehend then do it again
A lot drugs in me I'm fully loaded keeping p, I just pulled like both of them
I be ballin Demar Derozan once it hit I'll be balling 4 summers
And my car doors be suicidal we gone wait outside for rivals
We gone smash on em every way then that we get back to the paper chase
For this paper what would you do
I Ain't looking for no handouts pockets full of blues
Oouuu I think she like me bitch show me proof
I was 17 she was 32 shooting 17 its no mo you
Bitch for this paper what would you do I ain't looking for no handouts
Pockets full of blues oouuu I think she like me well bitch show me proof
I was 17 she was 32 shooting 17 its no mo you nah for real
Writer: Darius Turner
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