couple Riders

Couple riders with them llamas if you pick a bone wit' me Put my bitch up on designer, got Balenci' on her feet My momma say a couple prayers, keep them demons off me 'Cause I know I'm outta here blessed, I got so many reasons on me Yeah, niggas done tried and niggas done died, too many believers around me Yeah, I know my enemies meeting up, double teaming on me Now you know nobody tried that ever got pieces off me Fucking these hoes 'til they be dying, don't catch a seizure on me See, Ferg used to move the product in the old school (yeah) Thumbing through paper from last year but it's not old news (right) My psycho bitch, she got me shopping up at Whole Foods Fucking these cougars like a young nigga supposed to I got your bitch up on the mattress while I'm flyin' OT (woo) I'm sick and tired of all the yapping, little nigga I'm your OG (woo) My diamonds shining like the ball that drop on New Year's Eve (come on