got her counting my cash

I cock back my lyrics and blast it into these niggas head these words are breathing going against excel thats treason I got a legion of killer that got calibers that hit harder the thriller and manilla I'm a natural born I'm a hustler by no choice with currency staking to the ceiling I'm hip hop villain I hit the studio what I speak have no feeling my thought are paralyze but guarantee to open eye feel the vibe this ain't the west side it's the east side drama rise I'm a metter nigga we ride skies mask on we hide our faces to escapes the case I let the bag catch the shell cases no evidence found now I'm back to living major pass the Hennessey clown now im eagle eyeing bitches that's thicker than molasses I love them with high heels on with a walk so strong I do a triple by pass let her know that I'm admiring her ass I approach my game is like gun blast I made her squirt so much she was having hot flashes looking numb in the head and couldn't believe what I done to her ass this pole reeled her in and she's butt naked laying in the bed counting my cash all that flexing get you kill quick my mind still sick that's my logo there's no helping this I shoot shots in slow mo until there's no mo so don't push me I ain't got no time for rookies I'm out of the dope game I'm laying down my pain to many years I done prison but never again and now I'm all in the strip clubs making it rain all hundred the ones who only throwing ones are all fronting