Catch me slidin in that Benz

Niggas want smoke

Catch me slidin in that Ben

Got no time for you suckers

Bitch I’m worried bout them bands

Bust down

Chris brown

I got mother fuckin dance

Yea I do this to the neck

I don’t need no helpin hand

I can’t sleep till I’m rich

I want motherfuckin vans

If it broke

Then don’t sign

Nigga house imma camp

Hundred round in that drac

Get to shootin till I cramp

I ain’t trippin off no beef

Arber hill

We play for keef

Knock yo head off yo shoulders

Like yo niggas on the week

Twenty bands for the piece

S.O.B

T.A.G

For the chain

Niggas reach

Got yo ass put on a tee

Im cocky

Niggas can’t be gangster

They copy

Top me

Baby give me head make it sloppy

When a nigga gone

Slide down come and drop me

If you ain’t talkin m’s

You ain’t really tryna sign me

Off this Henny like a nerd

Bitch I’m geeked up

Slidin tryna square you

Nerd nigga better d up

Big chop

Tryna wet a nigga team up

If I don’t get it done

Fame sliddin for the clean up

Ain’t no bud

But you no I’m throwin b’s up

In the party

Stick on me

Still t’d up

When the cooks gone

I hit drip for that re up

10 bands ain’t enough to get me gone

Get yo cheese up

In the coop in LA

Wit my top down

Free da bitch

Why you got her ass on lockdown

Member when I had no dough

I gotta lot now

Member when I was at my lowest I’m in top now

I got 25/8

I don’t clock out

Posed to be a real nigga

But you copped out

Yea I’m famous but I’m still with the pop out

So try something dumb and get yo stupid ass knocked down

[Cash Kidd]

Hangin round new niggas cause we move different

You ain’t really been through shit

You to lose wit it

Guch hit that shh

Wit that 2

Put his shoe in it

Yea that’s that dog talk

Dr dolittle

Yo bitch made my toes curl

Like my shoe little

Den I fucked the bitch ain’t no

Tellin like a crucible

In the club 2 deep

We got 2 pistols

Fill yo hole circle up wit led

Like a school pencil

Test me

I just want the chin like Jackie

Took a couple losses

All that stackin came in handy

Make me

Bitch I’m not yo brother or yo bestie

Had to dump nena

Cause shit was gettin too messy

Bitchs over

I just had a threesome wit my bitch

Now she pissed

Cause I keep giving her friend all the dick

Took a pic

Fame ain’t scared

Felt a clip on my hip

Bitch I feel like a witch

In the whip

It’s a stick

Ion rule

Nigga stop flexin that’s my show money

Matter fact i dont even think that’s yo money

All she wanna do is suck dick and hoe for me

They ain’t suspect the car was stolen

Took the snow bunny

Yea I set the ham up and target

Yea rule been jet

That shit got me goin harder

Free my brothers lock down

Shit got me movin smarter

Stalk a nigga wit this big bitch like the parkers

Never snitching on me

Had a roll at them apartments

Bullets hangin out that boy like Arthur

I ain’t lookin for love

I’m lookin for a bidnes partner

Yea yo pussy good

But bitch I’m thinkin way farther

Bitch

Yea I deserve to get my dick sucked

Yea seen my old bitch and put the sticks up

Yea thirsty ass hoes got the hiccups

Fucked me for a shout out

And I still ain’t give that bitch one

Thuggin out in Cali

Takin pictures throwin 6 up

All these hoes on me

I need to get stitched up

So much

Ice in my ear

Bitch my shit numb

When I say that roll in my pants

Not no lint roller

Hold up let me switch my melody

In the hood wit my Cali bitch

She bangin S.O.B

Some of y’all wanna show me what you bought er

Aww that’s so sweet

Got er workin

Bet not swiped yo card at that KFC

Asked my og

If I keep strap on me

Jitty puff

Paint yo face up

Rock you back to sleep

Loud center pop

Patronized zone

Best believe

All these deals on the table

Feel like I’m at Applebee’s

Bitch