Lyrics:
Hola baby mamacita, hi how you doin?
Swervin' in new 'rrari, I don't do it for stuntin'
Cards no limit, baby
If you shake it, I'ma throw 'em
Baby
the taste
Rockstar like Lenny Kravitz
19 and fucking savage
I can’t be dying average
Ion think I gotta challenge
Big bills that’s in my balance
I’m high I’m
good, then Queens won't look good
But since our sounds are universal, New York won't look good
Picture Phife losing a battle, come on, get off it
Put
figured out
Just wanted big amounts
Machines to help me count it
And vaults to keep the piles
I only change to improve
Always staying down
Made sacrifices,
scissor hands.
Born with such a thirst to kill,
I can tap 200 quarters from a $50 bill.
Cuttin' bitch-niggas down with a hundred pound axe
Like I was
floors
Lord knows I drive fast in my driveway
I pop tags and throw 'em down and make the ground shake
God damn, a pint of lean almost 5k
I be spendin' 25k
killing this shit someone call in the coroners
Get lost and never get found
No crock he simmer it down
Get chopped your system is down
Get chopped big knots
Shawty say she loving me, I love me too
Look I know you dubbing me but I'll dub a new boo
I'm a player in this game, this isn't nothing new
I got my
but you with it
Watch for the rats, not roaming with em
Watch for the rats, not roaming with em
Watch for the rats, not roaming with em
We all want big
on my mind is the grind get these nachos
Thought I was sleeping freestyle on the beat
Bitch I am hungry, know I came to eat
I need the money, new bills
bills
Money got you f**ked up, lay em' down for his
But homeboy still, you ain't even came up
The same way you got it, see your ass gonna get stuck
Thats
to the store
(i found two of em)
that would get us bus money down there
to get back we have to find some more
(might as well get drunk)
hangin our flyers up
when they see me initially
One by one I take 'em all individually
And if it's goin' down then we doin' it collectively
Just thought I'd let you know
I know, I know but I gotta get outta here
You know, I gotta go pay these bills, I got a show to do
You know, one time for your mind
Let's go
to kill 'em
I used to have hood dreams, big fame, big chains
I stuck my dick inside this life until that bitch came
I went hard all fall like the ball
And still got my black ass on the bottom
You motherfuckers in the jury that's why I shot ''em
I shot down one, to get away from two
Now tell me what
directions, I'm split down the middle getting torn up
Blinded by the strobe lights, instagram filters and the forced love
How come the effort don't count but
of kids so original
Tony 'Tana with big hammers for bad manners who got 'em
We kiss cannons for Scrangelous crew, and his whack dancers
Biting is
niggas, man, I hate them niggas
It's baby, bitch, say that shit two times (say it two)
Baby baby, he actin' brand new now (Baby Baby)
Had to shake him
oil popping
New jays man I’m aways shopping
Fire hit em and they quickly dropping
Rise above and I’m never stopping
Golds in my mouth man that’s
aclaimed, 3 syllable name
Cleaner than mineral water in a criminal vein
Married to the game, dress her in?veroan?
Shake down to the casquet
Mom's had
don't condone this"
On the back of the bike with Alpo
Doin' a buck down one-two-five, hopin' to stay alive
Favorite spot rooftop
Me and Big chuckle
crackhead? )
That's right, you heard what I said
Party time in the boogie down, ready for some action
Show me just a little satisfaction
Dance, and shake
It's
smart is the new gangsta
Smart, smart, smart is the new gangsta
Break it down for 'em
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