Grab the strap see yall inna dime everytime I look at my wrist i got the time this aint no hustle this just the grind, Bitch im on my own time get the fuck up out my way,
otherwise youll meet the K and not live to see another day, Homie all i do is get paid, got that shit fuckin up my brain, yo bitch givin me face, switchin lanes cause its important,
These clown muthafuckas lookin foreign, bitch my nose bleeding i need some neosporin, cruisin up in the car im steady floorin
Even when its pourin im getting paid, so much weed man i cant even think, spittin these bars, homie i rake the cake, like " just wrote this verse bro what you think?"
Runnin up the bank high off that crank, all these muthafuckas steady up in my way, clean it wit that 30 stic, now im givin yo bitch this dick, lickin clit, tired of these new jits that cant even spit, unless they suckin dick but most of the time its yo bitch flippin a trick, these hoes respect my drip, that's why i keep a 30 on my muthafuckin hip.
Leave a homie leakin, bitch im just speaking dressed in all black he didnt see me, blowin puffy trees while yo bitch on her knees, bustin caps homie i know you bleed, runnin the streets, bro look what it did to me
Look at me now, homie im spittin heat everytime I rap a playah wanna feat. Listenin to another beat, these weird muthafuckas giving me creeps. Maybe i just need some sleep, but im on my grind with my fuckin team, we beaming these creeps, tired of this shit, a muthafucka cant sleep everyday on my feet, dried eyes i cant see, my bro blowin Os and that bitch sniffin coke, i be thumbin thru this doe
Got her on the couch its over, tell yo bitch to turn around and bend over, the luck i got is like a 4 leaf clover yo bitch the ultimate blower, she callin me an excellent flower, man im like the trees imma grower
