We havin' it yeah, we havin' it yeah
I got a check and I'm havin' it
I got a check and I'm havin' it
I got the gas and I'm havin' it
I got the gas and I'm havin' it
You drank and havin' no check
You basically havin' no check
And now we gon' aim at your flesh
And niggas gon' aim at your chest
We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse
Lil Mexico playin' with bails, Lil Mexico playin' with bricks
Fuck all that social media, I leave it up to the kids
We go to lunch at Cheetah then we go back to the six
I know the tricks of the trade, I wanna hit me a lick
Lionel Richie to a bad bitch
50,000 on a bad bitch
Keep the 5 in the mattress
Fuck that bitch, she a savage
Gold digger, she a savage
I'mma pass her to the savage
Tom Fords on everyday
Upper Echelon everyday
Get the funds on everyday
I cash out, no layaway
Real one, no fame daddy
We gon' get into all the fame daddy
Patek Philippe in the plane daddy
Got the gang-gang on the plane daddy
Styrofoams and some red bottoms
Feed the dogs if the feds got 'em
Real diamonds, yeah, real diamonds
Pop a seal, hope you feel better
She never seeks, I sign on
Fully loaded, that's sayonara
I grinded up, you just payin' off
I'm blowin' money like a fan
I flooded it out you could dance on you
Murder squad, I stand on you
No facade, I stand on you
I swear to God I stand on you
Yeah-yeah, we havin' it, we havin' it, we havin' it
We havin' it yeah, we havin' it yeah
I got a check and I'm havin' it
I got a check and I'm havin' it
I got the gas and I'm havin' it
I got the gas and I'm havin' it
You drank and havin' no check
You basically havin' no check
And now we gon' aim at your flesh
And niggas gon' aim at your chest
We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse
Lil Mexico playin' with bails, Lil Mexico playin' with bricks
You can tell I'm havin' bitch, I ain't gotta manage it
All of my diamonds be here, you can tell by the clarity
We rockin' red diamonds, you rockin' the rhinestones
Act' in my styrofoam, I'm gettin' my grind on
These niggas just hate that I'm gettin' it
Well fuck it, I sold out the citadel
Some of these gas bags and the trash bags
Got you wonderin' where the stash at
We robbin' drank no handgun
I'mma put on for my day one
Real come get, no Akon
Pink grass look like Barry Bonds
You think I ain't back with a check?
You think I ain't got no finesse?
You think my niggas ain't killers?
You think that my niggas won't aim at your head?
Drop a check on you, you a plate now
Right price, you get ate now
Whole city know I'm havin' it
Bands in and I'm taxin' it
Yeah-yeah, we havin' it, we havin' it, we havin' it
We havin' it yeah, we havin' it yeah
I got a check and I'm havin' it
I got a check and I'm havin' it
I got the gas and I'm havin' it
I got the gas and I'm havin' it
You drank and havin' no check
You basically havin' no check
And now we gon' aim at your flesh
And niggas gon' aim at your chest
We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse
Lil Mexico playin' with bails, Lil Mexico playin' with bricks
She never seeks, I sign on
Fully loaded, that's sayonara
I grinded up, you just payin' off
I'm blowin' money like a fan
I flooded it out you could dance on you
Murder squad, I stand on you
No facade, I stand on you
I swear to God I stand on you
Yeah-yeah, we havin' it, we havin' it, we havin' it We havin' it yeah, we havin' it yeah I got a check and I'm havin' it I got a check and I'm havin' it I got the gas and I'm havin' it I got the gas and I'm havin' it You drank and havin' no check You basically havin' no check And now we gon' aim at your flesh And niggas gon' aim at your chest We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse Lil Mexico playin' with bails, Lil Mexico playin' with bricks Fuck all that social media, I leave it up to the kids We go to lunch at Cheetah then we go back to the six I know the tricks of the trade, I wanna hit me a lick Lionel Richie to a bad bitch 50,000 on a bad bitch Keep the 5 in the mattress Fuck that bitch, she a savage Gold digger, she a savage I'mma pass her to the savage Tom Fords on everyday Upper Echelon everyday Get the funds on everyday I cash out, no layaway Real one, no fame daddy We gon' get into all the fame daddy Patek Philippe in the plane daddy Got the gang-gang on the plane daddy Styrofoams and some red bottoms Feed the dogs if the feds got 'em Real diamonds, yeah, real diamonds Pop a seal, hope you feel better She never seeks, I sign on Fully loaded, that's sayonara I grinded up, you just payin' off I'm blowin' money like a fan I flooded it out you could dance on you Murder squad, I stand on you No facade, I stand on you I swear to God I stand on you Yeah-yeah, we havin' it, we havin' it, we havin' it We havin' it yeah, we havin' it yeah I got a check and I'm havin' it I got a check and I'm havin' it I got the gas and I'm havin' it I got the gas and I'm havin' it You drank and havin' no check You basically havin' no check And now we gon' aim at your flesh And niggas gon' aim at your chest We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse Lil Mexico playin' with bails, Lil Mexico playin' with bricks You can tell I'm havin' bitch, I ain't gotta manage it All of my diamonds be here, you can tell by the clarity We rockin' red diamonds, you rockin' the rhinestones Act' in my styrofoam, I'm gettin' my grind on These niggas just hate that I'm gettin' it Well fuck it, I sold out the citadel Some of these gas bags and the trash bags Got you wonderin' where the stash at We robbin' drank no handgun I'mma put on for my day one Real come get, no Akon Pink grass look like Barry Bonds You think I ain't back with a check? You think I ain't got no finesse? You think my niggas ain't killers? You think that my niggas won't aim at your head? Drop a check on you, you a plate now Right price, you get ate now Whole city know I'm havin' it Bands in and I'm taxin' it Yeah-yeah, we havin' it, we havin' it, we havin' it We havin' it yeah, we havin' it yeah I got a check and I'm havin' it I got a check and I'm havin' it I got the gas and I'm havin' it I got the gas and I'm havin' it You drank and havin' no check You basically havin' no check And now we gon' aim at your flesh And niggas gon' aim at your chest We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse Lil Mexico playin' with bails, Lil Mexico playin' with bricks She never seeks, I sign on Fully loaded, that's sayonara I grinded up, you just payin' off I'm blowin' money like a fan I flooded it out you could dance on you Murder squad, I stand on you No facade, I stand on you I swear to God I stand on you Explain Request ×
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