So much money in my dabs
Got the homies on my back
3-0-4s fetty waps
Getting brain in my labs
I got blowed man
I got blowed
I got robbed man
I got blowed with your bitch last night in my court yeah
Blowed with your bitch last night
Blowed with your bitch
Blowed with your bitch last night
Blowed with your bitch
Running in the ends
With Dumppies shooting in the Lans
They've got money in the banks
Getting trippy on the grams
Csian bitch speaking Shans
Making Dollar with the gans
Ima keep it low key but my bitch got demands
She says let's f*ck, no cap got luck
Chick 'bout to go 730 nutting on the beat with the drugs
Out in the truck, she says let's f*ck
'Goin on she so sturdy, flooding all the Weed in her blood
Shawty coming to my crib
Making music with those hips
No talk she just wanna hit, yeah
She just wanna hit
She just wanna hit
Let's f*ck
I said let's f*ck
Baby let's f*ck
Let's f*ck
Still see the oops Rollin down my lane
Lurking with them Mac-9s in the rains(rains)
They've got no shit, eh I'm with that mop(mop)
I like a nank, cause I'm high on that stain(stain)
White shit rushing through the pores
No face shitting on the roads
Killing for the papers
Old bills knocking on my doors
Old bills knocking on my doors
Old bills knocking on my doors
So much money in my dabs
Got the homies on my back
3-0-4s fetty waps
Getting brain in my labs, eh
Getting brain in my labs
I got blowed man
I got blowed
I got blowed man
I got blowed
I got robbed man
I got robbed
I got blowed with your bitch last night in my court yeah
Blowed with your bitch last night
Blowed with your bitch
Blowed with your bitch last night
Blowed with your bitch