It's some hoes that wanna come through They was with Chris Brown yesterday Meek had 'em the day before It's all good with me, I ain't trippin' Them hoes probably fucked Snoop too, you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, ladada Dope boys cop clean cars with the dirty money Ladadada All my homes spacious, all the hoes patient All gold Daytons, on the road to Vegas Dope boys get it, DGK fitted You just wanna finesse her, I already hit it Fly you out to visit, flight miles only Chevrolet exquisite, dry cloth only Lighters on the dresser, baddest bitches step up Pull off at the car wash as I throw the set up Young jetsetters, Jet Life feathers All my niggas hover as the snakes slither I got the eagle eye, 40-Eagle out (tell 'em) Smoke and dab with her, I let you eat 'em out That boy still a player, season ticket holder Niggas hatin' on me, I'm the only Swisher rollin' You know I got it (Wassup nigga, Wiz wassup?! Curren$y!) I'm the only Swisher rollin' Rat racer Don Julio, no chaser Green door vapors as we count paper Thinkin' 'bout another way, finna light a jay Tryna convince my brother to put them K's away He like, "uh, lil bro, no way" Them niggas play too many games in the streets today You could be slain for pay Fucked up in years, it couldn't be 'bout scratch Some niggas really hate, they don't be flyin' straight I'm just watch shopping, picking out a new date Just rich nigga problems Rich niggas got her naked on a island, body like a bottle Slapped her on the bottom Box Chevy squattin' The one I dropped her off at her house in Two Bentleys, seven low-riders and a suspended license Hella paper I'm stackin' Shit wasn't always like this Dope boys cop clean cars with the dirty money Dope boys cop clean cars with the dirty money Every night up and down the block, passing right in front me Every night up and down the block, passing right in front me Took a toll on me, molded me as a youngin' Took a toll on me, molded me as a youngin' Back against the wall, what more could you want from me? Back against the wall, what more could you want from me? I gotta have it, grabbin' it, stack it I gotta see it, smokin' weed keep me thinkin' to never sleep in Haze chiefin', lazy eye, I'll still peep it Caught it before the car was even started I'm not a target, I'm a shark bitch, boss shit You will get squashed beneath my feet hoe, I'm enormous The real don shit, you just a dunce, done Dump blunt guts, I'm out catching stunts Moon roof, bubble top, '61, what you want Ace, paper plates, well done Paper chase, bank race, Spitta won First place, killing shit, smoking gunk Clear this face, out of space Benz coupe, model and make Some new shit they can't pronunce Haters don't know what to say But anyway... Dope boys cop clean cars with the dirty money Dope boys cop clean cars with the dirty money Every night up and down the block, passing right in front me Every night up and down the block, passing right in front me Took a toll on me, molded me as a youngin' Took a toll on me, molded me as a youngin' Back against the wall, what more could you want from me? Back against the wall, what more could you want from me?