ima get this money xs ? bitch I'm really Ballin so I call your bluff, tatted on my back no love, josh dirck and I ain't no scrub, you leaving for work and I'm pulling up, damn she can really suck it up, that pussy ima fuck it up, round 2 round 3, her make up on my sheets, damn this bitch can barely breath, but she still climbing on top of me, bodies sweating chief keef, these rappers ain't fuckin with me, heat it up on the pot, then beat it up on the block, debo work and I'm always on the clock, come and hit my shop, come and see what I got, you want that tree or that rock, try robbing me and catch 3 from my glock, turn your dome to a bowling ball, this rappers want smoke but I'm smoking yall, money xs ? should I keep it going or just hop off this track, I'm tryna get a mill and watch it stack while my shorty shake her ass and I put it on my snap, candy rims and the top back, blunt in my mouth and her head in my lap, hand on the wheel the other on my strap, i dont lack, you can't catch me at a red light, on your best night, I'm the type not to fight and just up the pipe, this my birthday song, I get so thirsty when she in a thong, she got a man idc if it's wrong, not a snitch so shorty I can't put you in this song