Get high no come down
Better not talk down
You might get ran down
Pray for no gun sounds
We needa pop, aye
She gonna pop
Dat pussy not a lot
Only when she want
She deserve some rocks in her watch
Not her socks
Niggas wanna talk
Wait, niggas wanna talk
But niggas aint had to still put in dat work when shit was hot
Stick to da plot
If we locked pick da lock
Dreading da week no loccs
Got me ready to make more chops
Cop a hunnit rounds
Spread all the weight around
Niggas can't move like dis
So bitches be on my dick
I do not want your ho, no
I jus want all that smoke
Smoke, Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Bounce baby, bounce baby
Go and shake dat cake
Im the furthest thing from Lazy
And thats zero to debate
See I hustle cause I need to see that everybody ate
Since I was 8
I knew I would keep us str8
On my sk8
Busting moves
MSN still had my hoes
Back then the good ol' days
But I wore my cousins clothes
Now Im making up my own
And I get money on the road
First night she gave me dome
I taught her everything she know
I was captain save a ho
Now my hearts unbreakable
F*ck a ring Ill get my queen a new enzo
And thats a rari nigga
Not no benz or no beamer
Im a dog but its god who made it my goal to retrieve her