LYRICS
Ayy let me hear that ho Jeff
I get the bands count the blue cheese
I do that shit for fun
Beep beep
For every mill' I pop a pill
I do that shit 'til I'm dumb
Dumb
I had your girl she at my crib
That was a one-on-one
One
Smokin' a Back' full of that gas
Almost lost my lung
My lung
I don't smoke trash need a gas mask
This shit smell like skunk
1600 got a couple opps in the city and they all gon' hunt
Frrah
The FN-57 all on my waist
There's no need for me to pop the trunk
Trunk you too
You keep tryna make me wan' cuff
But you keep playin' with my love
My love
You should enjoy your whole day
'Cause I am good my love
I'm good my love
How you keep tryna make me ****
But you don't even wan' suck
Both of my pockets they stuffed uh
Bank account tryna erupt
Woah yeah
I can never go bankrupt
Woah yeah
I put your bitch in the tub yeah
I don't believe in good luck
Yeah I don't
Knuck if you buck make her nut
What
What
She never slept in my house
House
Hit it twelve times in my own Bentley truck yeah
I just get geeked off the d**gs yeah
Sometimes I check on my plug yeah
I get money with some Crips yeah
I get money with some Bloods yeah
What you don't know
Uh
You ain't never seen my other side
Complexion that's from my mother's side
Don't got the ways to my brother's side
No
I will give you almost everything
Everything
You don't have to just take some of mine
No
Rockin' VETEMENTS from the summer line
Summer line
And you know it is the Wintertime
Yeah
I get the bands count the blue cheese
Woo
I do that shit for fun
Slatt let's go fun
For every mill' I pop a pill I do that shit 'til I'm dumb
Dumb dumb
I had your girl she at my crib that was a one-on-one
One one
Smokin' a Back' full of that gas almost lost my lung
My lungs
I don't smoke trash need a gas mask
This shit smell like skunk
Skunk skunk
1600 got a couple opps in the city and they all gon' hunt
Uh huh
The FN-57 all on my waist
There's no need for me to pop the trunk
Trunk
You keep tryna make me wan' cuff
But you keep playin' with my love
Yeah
You keep tryna make me wan' cuff
But you keep playin' with my love
Cuff uh
You keep tryna make me cuff
But you keep playin' with my love
Cuff why
I don't need to cover my jeans
Why would I make a thot uh my queen
My queen
She wanna **** my team
I could blow that bitch to smithereens
Let's go
I said **** your team
We pulled up just like the Marines
The Marines yeah
nigga don't want no beef
I ain't never ever eatin' no Jimmy Dean's yeah
Yeah as far as I go to pop a bean
She sniff coke that lil' bitch a fiend yeah
Yeah she not countin' money
Not crack cards but she know now reef ayy
Y'all nigga s y'all too funny
Jim Carrey me myself and Irene
Irene
I might start sellin' trees
Just the way I always got leaves
I might start sellin' plants
Just the way your bitch ate up the seed
Yeah
Chanel pearl came out a clam
This shit on my neck look like beads ayy
I get the bands count the blue cheese
I do that shit for fun
Yeah yeah let's go fun
For every mill' I pop a pill
I do that shit 'til I'm dumb
Dumb-dumb
I had your girl she at my crib
That was a one-on-one
One one
Smokin' a Back' full of that gas almost lost my lung
My lungs
I don't smoke trash need a gas mask
This shit smell like skunk
Smell like skunk
1600 got a couple opps in the city and they all gon' hunt
Frrah
The FN-57 all on my waist
There's no need for me to pop the trunk
Trunk
You keep tryna make me wan' cuff
But you keep playin' with my love
Love