[ Featuring RollUpRick ]
I don't want no nice bitch, I like my hoes mean
Double cup, this ain't red because I like the green
Slowed up, smokin' on za and popped a half a bean
I don't really do that shit often, cause that shit for fiends
Cougar bitch, f*ckin' to Wutang I like to watch her cream
Joey badass wit the acting, I'm on a bigger scene
No, bitch, you can't get a hug, my fit too clean
Moon walking over Missy Hoes, lookin' for Billie Jean
Give her ass a 10-day contract, tryna join the team
I was gettin' to the money way before them autumn leaves
Smokin' all the trees, yeah, we killin' all them leaves
Make her hit them notes like Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So
Recordin' from the back like, do you see yourself
Can't f*ck with young hoes, I like them kinda milf
Tryna shoot a movie scene shot by cryptic filth
At Simmers, watchin' the sunset with a Paris Hilton
Roll a fat wood kinda fast and have it burnin' slow
I don't even really like the bitch, but love her for her throat
Don't walk up back, asking me questions I don't even know
Spotted out lil' shorty with her friend, and we on them, bro
Shorty got me sneaking in the crib, walkin' tippy-toe
Phone on DND, phone ring, got too many hoes
Little dog, up a hundred thousand, seein' all the pros
Got like 50 strands, my niggas up a hundred bowls
Chain smokin' woods, back to back, we got iron lungs
Nephew always stay fresh, so he don't tussle none
Always talkin' bout her pussy, good, I'm tryna get me some
Tellin' me about relationships, but I don't want me one
Just tryna see the future like Russell Wilson, son
She said meet at golden leaf, I'm at the golden sun
Hoes say I look like my mama yeah I'm Tina's son
Bad hoes like my name, yeah, it's one-on-one
Tryna f*ck this cold hooper chick, told her one-v-one
Slam a bitch nigga through a table like Devon Dudley
Chill, dude, but I'm still reckless, young Jeff Hardy
Too much Henny in my system, y'all done got me started
Too much Henny in my system, y'all done got me started
Chill, dude, but I'm still reckless, young Jeff Hardy
