KidWond3r you made this beat? Daang! Aye (Gang, gang, gang, gang) Out west 290 shit bitch, you know how I'm rockin' nigga Straight gang shit, bitch Aye Bitch my rims rub, I'm iced up Fast cars like Midnight Club, wit' nitrous Took my dope up off the clearance rack (the price up) Snuck through the back door of the strip club, I'm piped up Bitch I hang around with drug dealers, and sheisters Got another nigga bitch with me, she priceless Say, "Lud Foe why you do me wrong?", 'cause I'm not richeous Them niggas copy, but they'll never be....not like us I made a livin' and a killin' off, that white dust I like my bread wit' some cheese on it, and stuffed crust Gave her a shot, that dumb bitch fucked around, Imma stab her These niggas hate to see me comin' they, don't like us Sadly mistaken if you think that I give two fucks I'm in V.I.P. off ecstasy, wit' two sluts About my fortune cookies, guess what I spent the fortune on my neck, these VVS' [?] drippin' water, got her wet, but I didn't drench her She say she can't believe it's me, somebody pinch her I put that Pyrex in a headlock like a wrestler She want a hundred for some head, but I finessed her Ain't tryna cuff that hoe, I ain't finna arrest her Shit on a hoe on purpose, she say I depress her My momma got grey hairs, and she she say I stress her Cops question me, but no I don't fold under pressure (Ain't have no cat scratch off my eyes now I'm...) Bitch my rims rub, I'm iced up Fast cars like Midnight Club, wit' nitrous Took my dope up off the clearance rack (the price up) Snuck through the back door of the strip club, I'm piped up Bitch I hang around with drug dealers, and sheisters Got another nigga bitch with me, she priceless Say, "Lud Foe why you do me wrong?", 'cause I'm not richeous Them niggas copy, but they'll never be....not like us I made a livin' and a killin' off, that white dust I like my bread wit' some cheese on it, and stuffed crust Gave her a shot, that dumb bitch fucked around, Imma stab her These niggas hate to see me comin', they don't like us Fuck wit' me and man you get put on a stretcher We play for keeps, we playin' chess and you play checkers I'm smokin' Bubba Kush, I fill my lungs with cactus And I won't give a fuck how much you study, don't test us Ridin' V12 and my window down, and though I'll catch up And everyday I wake and thank the lord, 'cause he blessed us Plottin' on the sh....I'm plottin' on a Tesla Bitch I'm MC Hammer wit' this hammer, get nailed up Ya got a gun, but you didn't shoot it once, it's growing dust I told my jeweler fill my Patek Phillipe, wit' diamonds Every bitch that's pretty and petite, tryna find us My dick had a fight wit' her pussy cat, now I'm scratched up Yo' bitch like rich niggas, bumped into us, now she snatched up Knock the air out of yo' inner tube, get passed up Use coffee beans to conceal all this paraphernalia If you a junky, then I got some shit to sell ya You should've studied your real nigga test, I failed ya Imma check a million before they check me out, for my son [?] gave birth now it is nothing brighter than my son (my son, my son) I met this hoe I told her she was dope, like the crystals in the coke that I sell ya I said, "Look baby, since I think you're dope, I put you in my envelope and I'll mail ya" She know that I'm the pimp and she the hoe I put a price on her and sell her I got this bitch here wit' a open nose, she believes everything that I tell her Nigga if you get caught wit' all the shit, whatever you do, just don't tell them I'm the seller Remember when I touched that white girl, I became a young gettin' money fella Got snow flakes in this white shit, true story it can be much paler These pussy niggas [?] into me They all faggots, man they all Cinderellas Bitch my rims rub, I'm iced up Fast cars like Midnight Club, wit' nitrous Took my dope up off the clearance rack (the price up) Snuck through the back door of the strip club, I'm piped up Bitch I hang around with drug dealers, and sheisters Got another nigga bitch with me, she priceless Say, "Lud Foe why you do me wrong?", 'cause I'm not richeous Them niggas copy, but they'll never be....not like us I made a livin' and a killin' off, that white dust I like my bread wit' some cheese on it, and stuffed crust Gave her a shot, that dumb bitch fucked around, Imma stab her These niggas hate to see me comin' they, don't like us