I was waiting on my oops I made a stop had to pick me a cannon up Fourty five it’s a glock I let it pop- It drop who ever standing up, It’s a lotta red spots You need a mop Can you go get the janitor I turn 50ty to hundred nigga You can’t never say that I ain’t ran it up Money money Give me give me give me Fruit punch In my white remy Gucci loui I don’t like fendi I just might go and buy a Bentley Can’t nobody never ride with me I let go and let god get em Better go somewhere and hide nigga I’m just trying to make like 5 figures turn that five to a nine And take a Rollie and i bust it down all the way Just like Darez Deshawn I had to get mine But I took the harder way I see 50 shades Everytime I blaze nigga I’m smoking up all the gray This how I ball I might spend it all When ever I hit up the mall today I get it back in a night By pushing white Out a pack in a hallway Same niggas say they never folded Man I done seen them niggas all brake My birthday’s look like wedding days Cause ah nigga allways got a tall cake Ah nigga try to suck his dogs on me He gone fuck around and get his dawgs ate Good days Bad days I just wish I can say it was all great The Freaks still coming out at night But we ah take a nigga life in broad day, I need bad lil gangster bitch, Somebody dats down I can call bae I was just bumping that drake Girls like girls cause these bitchies all gay I got the juice, I got the sauce I got the drip to I love to shoot, When I let it off I hope it hit you