let it out

money conversion keep quit when I talk I got money in the bank and at the crib in a valt my weed hit hard and you know this shit cost plug got different flavors said fuck it and tried them all wrapem up  and dropping off   aint talking  cash dont run yuh mouth you got some cash meet me in the south I serve them up and then I dipp every lick I got my stick and my brother coming with wont take no chances on a nigga cuz they be quick to flip tell bro to watch my 6s "aye woodie got my back 'yeah gotta be down with the shits there ain't no going back na lost homies cuz the money i was making in the trap fuckem flexing on every nigga that turnd they back bitch bowls in the trunk had the whip smelling like dodi fully loaded I'm in motion it's a play let's get it going pop a tab to get the jitters off then we taking off make back to town  and unload it all watch joseph break me off with a half or a whole p I want the whole thing jug the  Mid and   smoke the  og and  sell it lowkey o geez off a xo and my bitch on nose bleeds call sweezy when I drop her off like where the hoes be nah fuck it I ain't smoked yet nigga match some take the money to the plug and told add some sell it quick its fast funds my money cant have none stay strapped with a damn gun still trapp off a samsung baby momma solid she ain't nothing like you hoes gutta bitch she gone roll my weed and vacuum seal the dro I was driving so she got the pint and measured out the 4 downed the mf cup got to the crib and fucked her slow it's a go need some pressure tappin and ima slide not local weed nigga hell na  I took the drive hell na wont waste no time like money on the   clock got the addy make the drop walked right in then walk right out thugging through my city ride through all these  blocks still fuck the narcotic unit and all them pussy cops paper work got names on it that niggas dont want getting out cant be solid with a leak lil nigga pouring tomuch out