[Hook]
If it ain't money then it gotta be clothes (MJ)
And if it ain’t clothes then it prolly 'bout smoke
And if it ain't smoke then it prolly ’bout hoes
Yeah I'm wavy nigga this the life I chose
I got dro
Yeah boy I got dro, I got dro
Yeah boy I got dro
[Verse 1:]
I got dro motherfucker, I don't care where the weed at
I got my own drugs, hit me up if you need that
Niggas talkin shit, leave his ass wit' the cenaps
Flow so dope man, a nigga might relapse
Yo' girl need that, I give her what she want
I got her at my crib doing everything shit she don't
Do wit' a nigga like you
If I was that bitch, I'll probably fuck me too
Why you talkin like you want sum?
When you ain’t really own nun
You can miss me wit the bullshit
Baby girl, I’m the wrong one
And I'm just tryna fuck to be honest wit’ you
Wake up like I shoulda used a condom wit' you
Cuz I'on really trust bitches
They fuckin' wit sum fuck niggas
[Pre-Hook]
Like, ’'what the fuck you mean?''
I be rollin' off beam
Talkin' bout I did this, but it really ain't a thing
I be coolin' wit' my team, pop one up promethazine
White girl got a nigga feelin' like a fuckin' king
I need money, fuck a thot bitch
Grindin' wit' the shit that what is my only option
Sneak dissin' we poppin'
I be rollin' blunts my nigga no stoppin'
[Hook]
If it ain't money then it gotta be clothes (MJ)
And if it ain't clothes then it prolly 'bout smoke
And if it ain't smoke then it prolly 'bout hoes
Yeah I'm wavy nigga this the life I chose
I got dro
Yeah boy I got dro... I got dro
Yea boy I got dro
[Verse 2]
Boy, I got dro when i got it for the low
If a nigga talkin' shit then I'ma let the choppa go
I'm smokin' tropical wit' yo' main hoe
You think she faithful, but she ain't tho
And she love my squad and she love my dick
She fuckin' with a young cuz a man ain't shit
Girl, I heard you's a freak on the lowkey
Looking mad, don't do same what they told me
Smokin' OG, she fuckin' OhGeesy and Banji
She gon' fuck the whole team
This is a whole thing, but do yo thang bitch
Check n ask to my muhfuckin' playlist
All my niggas wit' the extras
Bitches wanna sex us, they really don't impress us
And I be wit' the shits
Boastin' talkin' the dollas, he ain't even makin' cents