Yea, man, free Drakko, free Redd
It's Josh D, hoe
I been living good f*cking shorty in the penthouse
Ever since a jitt, you know that I had been down
Riding with the stick, I'm the king of rental
Shorty, she a trick, she gonna get you out your denim
You say you want smoke, well stay where you at
You said that you coming, well bih, where you at
In love with the money, I'm f*cking the racks
If I miss shooting then I'm a come back
Bitch I'm balling, James Harden
Bitch I'm heartless, heart is hardened
In a 'rari, swerving left to right
Running all the lights, in the dead of night
When I'm in the city, let my nuts hang low
Shorty see the chains, got her taking off her clothes
Free all of the homies doing life cause they ain't fold
I been in these streets, swear to God, they turned me cold
Free Redd, he just caught him a charge
I'm getting this money, I swear that's on God
We keep them sticks, we don't need no guards
Josh D is snapping, I'm rapping off top
Ain't no reason that I should stop
My homie gonna run in your house with them glocks
In love with them pillies, they loving the ox
My homie went down cause he selling the rock
I been living good f*cking shorty in the penthouse
Ever since a jitt, you know that I had been down
Riding with the stick, I'm the king of rental
Shorty, she a trick, she gonna get you out your denim
You say you want smoke, well stay where you at
You said that you coming, well bih, where you at
In love with the money, I'm f*cking the racks
If I miss shooting then I'm a come back
What you capping for
You know you don't live that life
Josh, what you rapping for
Cause I been that nice
Pussy so good, had to buy her new hair
Smoking on this gas, bitch I'm too high to care
All about my business then I get out of there
Cartier frames, my vision so clear
I don't do no fake shit
My bitch is not basic
I don't need no lasik
Cause I smoke one to the face, bitch
Shoot him in the head, call that face lift
I'm up at the 'bino, I'm dealing them aces
Why do they wanna try me
I got guns, probably
Aiming at your body
It ain't no hobby
I been living good f*cking shorty in the penthouse
Ever since a jitt, you know that I had been down
Riding with the stick, I'm the king of rental
Shorty, she a trick, she gonna get you out your denim
You say you want smoke, well stay where you at
You said that you coming, well bih, where you at
In love with the money, I'm f*cking the racks
If I miss shooting then I'm a come back
We don't play no games, no
We are not the same, no
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Yea, man, free Drakko, free Redd
It's Josh D, hoe
I been living good f*cking shorty in the penthouse
Ever since a jitt, you know that I had been down
Riding with the stick, I'm the king of rental
Shorty, she a trick, she gonna get you out your denim
You say you want smoke, well stay where you at
You said that you coming, well bih, where you at
In love with the money, I'm f*cking the racks
If I miss shooting then I'm a come back
Bitch I'm balling, James Harden
Bitch I'm heartless, heart is hardened
In a 'rari, swerving left to right
Running all the lights, in the dead of night
When I'm in the city, let my nuts hang low
Shorty see the chains, got her taking off her clothes
Free all of the homies doing life cause they ain't fold
I been in these streets, swear to God, they turned me cold
Free Redd, he just caught him a charge
I'm getting this money, I swear that's on God
We keep them sticks, we don't need no guards
Josh D is snapping, I'm rapping off top
Ain't no reason that I should stop
My homie gonna run in your house with them glocks
In love with them pillies, they loving the ox
My homie went down cause he selling the rock
I been living good f*cking shorty in the penthouse
Ever since a jitt, you know that I had been down
Riding with the stick, I'm the king of rental
Shorty, she a trick, she gonna get you out your denim
You say you want smoke, well stay where you at
You said that you coming, well bih, where you at
In love with the money, I'm f*cking the racks
If I miss shooting then I'm a come back
What you capping for
You know you don't live that life
Josh, what you rapping for
Cause I been that nice
Pussy so good, had to buy her new hair
Smoking on this gas, bitch I'm too high to care
All about my business then I get out of there
Cartier frames, my vision so clear
I don't do no fake shit
My bitch is not basic
I don't need no lasik
Cause I smoke one to the face, bitch
Shoot him in the head, call that face lift
I'm up at the 'bino, I'm dealing them aces
Why do they wanna try me
I got guns, probably
Aiming at your body
It ain't no hobby
I been living good f*cking shorty in the penthouse
Ever since a jitt, you know that I had been down
Riding with the stick, I'm the king of rental
Shorty, she a trick, she gonna get you out your denim
You say you want smoke, well stay where you at
You said that you coming, well bih, where you at
In love with the money, I'm f*cking the racks
If I miss shooting then I'm a come back
We don't play no games, no
We are not the same, no
It's Josh D, hoe
I been living good f*cking shorty in the penthouse
Ever since a jitt, you know that I had been down
Riding with the stick, I'm the king of rental
Shorty, she a trick, she gonna get you out your denim
You say you want smoke, well stay where you at
You said that you coming, well bih, where you at
In love with the money, I'm f*cking the racks
If I miss shooting then I'm a come back
Bitch I'm balling, James Harden
Bitch I'm heartless, heart is hardened
In a 'rari, swerving left to right
Running all the lights, in the dead of night
When I'm in the city, let my nuts hang low
Shorty see the chains, got her taking off her clothes
Free all of the homies doing life cause they ain't fold
I been in these streets, swear to God, they turned me cold
Free Redd, he just caught him a charge
I'm getting this money, I swear that's on God
We keep them sticks, we don't need no guards
Josh D is snapping, I'm rapping off top
Ain't no reason that I should stop
My homie gonna run in your house with them glocks
In love with them pillies, they loving the ox
My homie went down cause he selling the rock
I been living good f*cking shorty in the penthouse
Ever since a jitt, you know that I had been down
Riding with the stick, I'm the king of rental
Shorty, she a trick, she gonna get you out your denim
You say you want smoke, well stay where you at
You said that you coming, well bih, where you at
In love with the money, I'm f*cking the racks
If I miss shooting then I'm a come back
What you capping for
You know you don't live that life
Josh, what you rapping for
Cause I been that nice
Pussy so good, had to buy her new hair
Smoking on this gas, bitch I'm too high to care
All about my business then I get out of there
Cartier frames, my vision so clear
I don't do no fake shit
My bitch is not basic
I don't need no lasik
Cause I smoke one to the face, bitch
Shoot him in the head, call that face lift
I'm up at the 'bino, I'm dealing them aces
Why do they wanna try me
I got guns, probably
Aiming at your body
It ain't no hobby
I been living good f*cking shorty in the penthouse
Ever since a jitt, you know that I had been down
Riding with the stick, I'm the king of rental
Shorty, she a trick, she gonna get you out your denim
You say you want smoke, well stay where you at
You said that you coming, well bih, where you at
In love with the money, I'm f*cking the racks
If I miss shooting then I'm a come back
We don't play no games, no
We are not the same, no
Writer: Joshua Jones
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