Released on January 6, 2014

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[Chorus]

I say my niggas know they got it if I got it

And I dont wanna hit yo loud, blunt I got it

Another day, Another bitch, and she exotic

And we stay peelin' off them rolls, fuck a wallet

They say 600 ain't out here, boy stop it (Knock it Off)

Run up on me, got that toaster in my pocket

Bitches askin' me for money, I don't got it

He be sneak dissin, we'll catch him in traffic


[Verse 1]

I pull up on blocks they like that's 600

I slide the door back now everybody runnin'

Now I been seein hella bitches since the money

I guess they like how I done came up from nothin'

See i'm a mouse, yeah I need all the cheddar

He a rat, i'm gone kill em, not gone sweat em

Im with lil d you know he totin' that Beretta

Cdai with me if you knew better you'd do better

I fucked yo bitch, I had to put her on my schedule

They stay on instagram liking all my pictures

A lotta loud, pourin lean out the pitcher

She text my line like "yo dick was so delicious"

[Chorus]

I say my niggas know they got it if I got it

And I dont wanna hit yo loud, blunt I got it

Another day, Another bitch, and she exotic

And we stay peelin' off them rolls, fuck a wallet

They say 600 ain't out here, boy stop it (Knock it Off)

Run up on me, got that toaster in my pocket

Bitches askin' me for money, I don't got it

He be sneak dissin, we'll catch him in traffic


[Verse 2]

I can't do no video without my niggas

In every video i'm bussin' off them hittas

Banana clips, we some apes, we gorillas

Baby 9 on me, i'm a babysitter

I be movin' real slow, ain't no liquor

Well its liquor but my liquor a lil thicker

And i'm still duckin' dodgin' from the slickers

Ain't no time for the station, can't be miserable

Jumpmans on, had em last week

While you in line, tryna fight for yo feet

Livin' room, cool air, kick feet

You in yo bedroom, tryna fight the heat


[Chorus]

I say my niggas know they got it if I got it

And I dont wanna hit yo loud, blunt I got it

Another day, Another bitch, and she exotic

And we stay peelin' off them rolls, fuck a wallet

They say 600 ain't out here, boy stop it (Knock it Off)

Run up on me, got that toaster in my pocket

Bitches askin' me for money, I don't got it

He be sneak dissin, we'll catch him in traffic