[ Featuring Ghetto Guitar ]
I don't know bitch I'm geeked up shawty
Kick the door and I'm sticked up shawty
And I'm ricked up shawty
Look like a lick yeah shawty
She suckin' dick yeah shawty
I got your bitch on Molly
Wake up in the morning I got money on my mind
Diamonds on my time
I got your bitch on my line
Put dick in her spine
Catch the pack and I throw it I'mma make them dimes
If them bitches not blue hundreds then they not my kind
Up the score it's 3-0
Bad bitch she a freak hoe
Play the game no cheat code codeine my cup no Mio
Flew the bitch out to Rio I can pay your rent
I got diamonds all on my Dior bullets leave a dent
We dip codeine we're not sober
Two sticks like I'm Sosa
Run up then it's over
I don't shop at Dover
Forgiato my rims open the door with a motherf*ckin' chauffeur
Gucci all on my lens and I put Fendi all over my loafers
We blow gas then we levitate smoking heavyweight
That's like everyday gold on Flavor Flav
Fresh outta court I beat the case
Diamond the bezel got diamond the face
Empty the bank account then I replace
I know I can't make minimum wage
She's a thot she can't be saved
All these hoes tryna ride the wave
FN 57 my waist you can not keep with the pace
Gucci not rockin' no Bape
Water my wrist like a lake
She let me hit it on tape
Pop Addy then I'm awake
I don't know bitch I'm geeked up shawty
Kick the door and I'm sticked up shawty
And I'm ricked up shawty
Look like a lick yeah shawty
She suckin' dick yeah shawty
I got your bitch on Molly
