Ayy, talk to y'all pu**y a** n***as, stop playin’ with me
I'd rather see you in a body bag than anything else
Anything else, ain't nothin’ to talk about
Ayy, shawty havin' lick-man money, real hitman money
So much money, I could spend it real silly fast, money , yeah
And I'm in the kitchen whippin' crack, real dummy
'Cause I got a n***a in the spot, he don't know 'bout nothin'
And I got a shooter in the spot, real crash dummy
Yeah, sh*t will really get wicked for this money
If I snap my finger , dead man, f**k you sayin’?
You ain't talkin’ 'bout nothin'
Yeah, sh*t will really get wicked for this money
Last n***a said something, he got gunned for that money
Would’ve did it for the free, homie trigger finger itchin'
That the way that sh*t go with Slimeball
Bad business, hell yeah, I'm bad business
'Bout this money, I get with it, hell yeah , this sh*t get wicked
I get evil , better believe me, he don't wanna see me ho
But I ain't playin' tough, 'cause he cannot beat me
Stomped that boy, I beat the sleepy
Shoot this b*t*h up, get to tweakin'
Goddamn, slime, bullsh*t, you best believe it
On the plate, you know we eat 'em
He's a opp, we straight mistreat him
Take yo' b*t*h to the spot, she left that n***a, she don't need him
Hell yeah, she's a thick pleaser , freaky b*t*h, a real eater
Sip my cup and, b*t*h, I smoke my reefer
Then I beat 'em, then they skeet off
Done with that b*t*h, pa** her to cousin, feed her
Back to back with these hoes, b*t*h, you just like this reefer
In the spot with my bros, sticks don't wanna see them
Havin' lick-man money, real hitman money
So much money, I could spend it real silly fast, money , yeah
And I'm in the kitchen whippin' crack real, dummy
'Cause I got a n***a in the spot, he don't know 'bout nothin'
And I got a shooter in the spot, real crash dummy
Yeah, sh*t will really get wicked for this money
If I snap my finger , dead man, f**k you sayin'?
You ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Yeah, sh*t will really get wicked for this money
Bet she suck this pickle for this money
Yeah, these n***as got on pom-poms, they ridin' d**k for free
Yeah, they jewelry came from Hong Kong, boy, where you get that from? , yeah
Yeah, actin' like he poppin'
N***a, play with big 4L, lot of bodies droppin'
I ain't even wanna get like this but n***as got me started
Slime got me started , yeah, pulling her pack like yeah
B*t*h, if I told you all my secrets, you'll probably tell
This sh*t get wicked for a player , I keep my blicky for a hater
You just a b*t*h from 'round the way, so ain't no way that I'm gon' pay that
Got a stick for every room, she say, "Papi, keep me safe,"
Persian rug and eighty gallon fish tank
I ain't worried 'bout a b*t*h, got money in the bank
Man, shawty havin' lick-man money, real hitman money
So much money, I could spend it real silly fast, money , yeah
And I'm in the kitchen whippin' crack, real dummy
'Cause I got a n***a in the spot, he don't know 'bout nothin'
And I got a shooter in the spot, real crash dummy
Yeah, sh*t will really get wicked for this money
If I snap my finger , dead man, f**k you sayin'?
You ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Yeah, sh*t will really get wicked for this money
Ayy, talk to y'all pu**y a** n***as, stop playin’ with me
I'd rather see you in a body bag than anything else
Anything else, ain't nothin’ to talk about
Ayy, shawty havin' lick-man money, real hitman money
So much money, I could spend it real silly fast, money , yeah
And I'm in the kitchen whippin' crack, real dummy
'Cause I got a n***a in the spot, he don't know 'bout nothin'
And I got a shooter in the spot, real crash dummy
Yeah, sh*t will really get wicked for this money
If I snap my finger , dead man, f**k you sayin’?
You ain't talkin’ 'bout nothin'
Yeah, sh*t will really get wicked for this money
Last n***a said something, he got gunned for that money
Would’ve did it for the free, homie trigger finger itchin'
That the way that sh*t go with Slimeball
Bad business, hell yeah, I'm bad business
'Bout this money, I get with it, hell yeah , this sh*t get wicked
I get evil , better believe me, he don't wanna see me ho
But I ain't playin' tough, 'cause he cannot beat me
Stomped that boy, I beat the sleepy
Shoot this b*t*h up, get to tweakin'
Goddamn, slime, bullsh*t, you best believe it
On the plate, you know we eat 'em
He's a opp, we straight mistreat him
Take yo' b*t*h to the spot, she left that n***a, she don't need him
Hell yeah, she's a thick pleaser , freaky b*t*h, a real eater
Sip my cup and, b*t*h, I smoke my reefer
Then I beat 'em, then they skeet off
Done with that b*t*h, pa** her to cousin, feed her
Back to back with these hoes, b*t*h, you just like this reefer
In the spot with my bros, sticks don't wanna see them
Havin' lick-man money, real hitman money
So much money, I could spend it real silly fast, money , yeah
And I'm in the kitchen whippin' crack real, dummy
'Cause I got a n***a in the spot, he don't know 'bout nothin'
And I got a shooter in the spot, real crash dummy
Yeah, sh*t will really get wicked for this money
If I snap my finger , dead man, f**k you sayin'?
You ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Yeah, sh*t will really get wicked for this money
Bet she suck this pickle for this money
Yeah, these n***as got on pom-poms, they ridin' d**k for free
Yeah, they jewelry came from Hong Kong, boy, where you get that from? , yeah
Yeah, actin' like he poppin'
N***a, play with big 4L, lot of bodies droppin'
I ain't even wanna get like this but n***as got me started
Slime got me started , yeah, pulling her pack like yeah
B*t*h, if I told you all my secrets, you'll probably tell
This sh*t get wicked for a player , I keep my blicky for a hater
You just a b*t*h from 'round the way, so ain't no way that I'm gon' pay that
Got a stick for every room, she say, "Papi, keep me safe,"
Persian rug and eighty gallon fish tank
I ain't worried 'bout a b*t*h, got money in the bank
Man, shawty havin' lick-man money, real hitman money
So much money, I could spend it real silly fast, money , yeah
And I'm in the kitchen whippin' crack, real dummy
'Cause I got a n***a in the spot, he don't know 'bout nothin'
And I got a shooter in the spot, real crash dummy
Yeah, sh*t will really get wicked for this money
If I snap my finger , dead man, f**k you sayin'?
You ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Yeah, sh*t will really get wicked for this money