Aye pour some more cause I can't taste it Get it up off the floor that shit keep wasting (I'm wasted) Nigga fall in love with that hoe that shit be crazy (she basic) They say my block got that shit like 1980 This that hi my name Slim Shady This that California girl I ain't talking Saweetie I'm talking Katy This that cash money shit I ain't talking Juvie I'm talking Baby Pull up on fuck shit nigga know I flip like Dooda if you play with me I don't duck shit titties look like hooters on this K with me Pull up leaning codeining Percocets make perfect sex She feening she need it I don't why this bitch I ain't working yet Niggas hiding where they at Them boys ain't stop lurking yet Detectives say you murdered that Boy I ain't never heard of that Ion pullin flashing I'm having Tell them boys get up with me Take the backend and stash it Cause them niggas get hit up for free Say what's your passion you rappin (yeah) And I'll shoot this bitch up like three's Big four O got it holding my jeans Nigga I'll wet this bitch up like Lee Nigga I see nothing but red like squeeze Fuck rapping I'll go back out east 1228 trying to buy not lease And put them college funds up for my niece Commissary that's for Caprice My brother raised a fucking beast Know he told me some shit that stuck with me He say... if a nigga fuck with me Pull up leaning codeining Percocets make perfect sex She feening she need it I don't why this bitch I ain't working yet Niggas hiding where they at Them boys ain't stop lurking yet Detectives say you murdered that Boy I ain't never heard of that Pull up fresher than the pastor like what chapter I got what you looking for just meet me in the chapel I'm the words of Ms. Barbara you sporty bastard What you got to say bout... Ima just roll a fat one Aye I heard what a name just died round there on (shh) Ima roll it after If she ain't the baddest okay who badder I post her but don't at her Don't care who had her that shit don't matter And that ass been getting fatter Shit smell like Texico I only want the best to smoke Aye they know who run 904 I'm like El Chapo in Mexico Block the hoe, don't text the hoe Don't pop no more, I'm stressing though Don't drink no more, I tried it but This shit here come from Texas though Without it I can't rest no more Counting up my blessings at the Westin with my weapon on me Aye this just for protection though Pull up leaning codeining Percocets make perfect sex She feening she need it I don't why this bitch I ain't working yet Niggas hiding where they at Them boys ain't stop lurking yet Detectives say you murdered that Boy I ain't never heard of that Ion pullin flashing I'm having Tell them boys get up with me Take the backend and stash it Cause them niggas get hit up for free Say what's your passion you rappin (yeah) And I'll shoot this bitch up like three's Big four O got it holding my jeans Nigga I'll wet this bitch up like Lee