When i get gacked, smacked and outta my mind so twacked, here come the rhythm and rhymes, step back. When ya got that freak named Crystal, a dimepiece, smooth whip and your Pistol, like mac dre would say if he was here today, always no dough hoe you cant fuck for free... then i go on, makin that money yee that cheddar, counting money's cool but a machine's better, cuz when the stacks are high enough, that you can finally kick back n puff, take a look around at your wealth, the fortune accumulated in secrecy and stealth, over many years, months, weeks and days, but hard work and dedication always pay, bottle service got 10k bottles on that tray, so whatchu want me to say? This is how we ball and this is how we play, night after night blended to day after day, we roll hard and heavy, machine gun, machete, attack dogs and my kittay, so whatchu say G? This is livin free, not a care in the world, just bitches and me. Bottles on ice, with everything around you, fuckin nice, sometimes a girl walk by so hot ya look twice and later on, thrice. This mamacita has that kick, that pow, that spice... she's my kryptonite, my one vice, staying around her is a gamble, roll of the dice. If ya lose, she gonna take your brain, scramble it, takes your whole world and shambled it. You was a gangster, but if ya ain't on your toes, watchin your back and trustin no hoes, all the time and everywhere you go, then its gonna fall and you wont even know, by then its too late, end of the road, this is your fate, she wanted to burn it all, you wanted to create and ball, but in the end you'll learn and if redemption is what you yearn, like a second chance to go back n correc that walking, talking and sucking mistake, who only knew manipulation, only wanted to take, and like a parasite feeding off your one desire to create, who only wanted to leave a mark, make sick beats, reach new feats, turn up radio to new heats with your head thumpin, booty bumpin and basket dunkin, then my victory dance be crunkin. Afterparty, lets go. Drinkin, yes sir. And blow? You know. Weed right? 4sho. Clear? Clearly. How bout some X? We got it, took 5 mins shot a text to my ex, just bought it now im tryna get up in it, cuz she gotta bounce soon and deal, but i wanna feel her on the inside, so hop on up for a fun lil ride, keep your safety gear on and hands to the side, she so wet i swear, got her own ocean with a tide, waters comin up high, so i start to slide and glide til she was filled on tbe inside and then she started rockin, she just began the ride. This bitch insane, i don't know how to say it, so ill just say it plain. She gets money and gets so wet she knows 2 ways to make it rain, her head game's on point, top 5 all time best brain, always swallows it all down her throat drain and keeps going through the pain. i got a couple girls, shes my main, all the other bitches stay in their lane or fuck around and find out, knock your ass to the ground and now you know, you had a choice between 2