I just told Richie we richYeah, smoking out the pound of PI got a plan like Master PTold her everything ain’t what it seemsOkay, you gotta light on you a beamI’m the king of all her dreamsSuperfresh like ListerineOkay, shawty, I got lots of teamsMardi Gras, a party teenOpen up, don’t tell a thingOkay, keep a secret right with meDrop the top and catch a vibePockets on the lotteryYeah, balling and swinging the bagIf I give you everythingWould you go pop these tags?If I was down badWould you give all you had?I just wanna make you laughI don’t wanna make you madI don’t wanna make you sadI just wanna make you playYeah, swervin’ off up in the carBabygirl goin’ too fastBabygirl don’t gotta bragBabygirl way too differentShawty, she don’t ever listenI’m Jordan, she Scottie PippenAyy, go to the move for a vacayThat is my lil’ bae, baeShe be drivin’ me cray, crayMight load up my AKI’m gon’ walk down with it on the streetI’ma tell that boy come with meI’ma tell him to take a seekI’ma shoot him and yes, we get itOh, yeahDrivin’ the car, it’s suburbanLil’ baby go sit on my lapShe ridin’ my dick while I’m swervin’I’m bustin’ my nuts on the titsShe seeing my kids in personAnd she keep a Glock on that girdlePull ’em out when she makin’ ’em hurdleOh, yeah, she makin’ ’em nervousOh, I found we keep it to serviceAnd I got the drips like I’m merching
Call, call and he sent a surgeonHe callin’ these check on my purchaseI got it, my ni**a, I earned itI flipped in this out and them burningI whip to the Lamb with the PersiansYeah, smoking out the pound of PI got a plan like Master PTold her everything ain’t what it seemsOkay, you gotta light on you a beamI’m the king of all her dreamsSuperfresh like ListerineOkay, shawty, I got lots of teamsMardi Gras, a party teenOpen up, don’t tell a thingOkay, keep a secret right with meDrop the top and catch a vibePockets on the lotteryOh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, it be likeOh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, ohIf I’m goin’ to the grave, it’s gon’ be hard to replace meCartier shades just to hide intoxicationI go crazy for that money, insane for that paperI got shooters on demand, we ain’t payin’ for no cableVampire count that money in the darkI tote that stingray but I know that I’m a sharkI steal that lil bi**h wig then I tell her play a partI steal and shoot this bi**h, I know I’m hangin’ ’round starsYou in my hand, somethin’ like sanitizerAnd I won’t argue ’bout who’ll get higherI ain’t stuntin’ that ni**a ’cause high key way flyerAnd every beat that I’m on gives strength like appetizerAyy, Lil Skies, you good, what do you want?Yeah, smoking out the pound of PI got a plan like Master PTold her everything ain’t what it seemsOkay, you gotta light on you a beamI’m the king of all her dreamsSuperfresh like ListerineOkay, shawty, I got lots of teamsMardi Gras, a party teenOpen up, don’t tell a thingOkay, keep a secret right with meDrop the top and catch a vibePockets on the lottery
