Lyrics
Fuck her when I wanna, turn up when I wanna
Laugh in the corner, smokin' marijuana
Tear up comma, three stacks, day I got it Killed 'em with them bales on, I got cajun Gotti
Packs on me, showin' love to me, I ain’t trippin' 'bout it Imagine, if you fuck me, better tell nobody
'Cause back then I was nothin', now I’m really poppin'
And the facts in, them other niggas flex and they ain’t really got it Cap they neck
Why he keep that Calico? 'Cause niggas hatin' on the low
Nigga please, I’m different breed, white tee, I’m still street
Bite, if you TMZ, hi, D-A-E-D-A-E
Night, she gon' ride with me, enlight with love life, homie
Voodoo type make you thick, baby
Don’t be shy when you’re around me I got hundreds, I got rapper weed
I got shooters, they gon' ride for me Couple poodles for my bitch and mama
I can’t lose, I know what they on Keep the taillights every day
Me, I get high every day
Can’t believe I’m alive, I’m okay
Play with me, you gon' die, we don’t play
I’m just sayin' though
Fuck her when I wanna, turn up when I wanna
Laugh in the corner, smokin' marijuana
Tear up comma, three stacks, day I got it Killed 'em with them bales on, I got cajun Gotti
Packs on me, showin' love to me, I ain’t trippin' 'bout it Imagine, if you fuck me, better tell nobody
'Cause back then I was nothin', now I’m really poppin'
And the facts in, them other niggas flex and they ain’t really got it What? Pack came in Money counter, brrrt, beep
Nigga count up, he Scrape the pot, extra cheese, off the lot, you know me Off the top, Eazy E, I fuck with opps, they cool with me Blue locks, they know it’s me, blue dooly with the dark tints
Blue with the extended
Blue strips stuffed in these
Bad bitch, you know she Crippin'
Bad bitch, come ride with me Bad bitch is down with it Facts, I ain’t got time for this
Keep the taillights every day
Me, I get high every day
Can’t believe I’m alive, I’m okay
Play with me, you gon' die, we don’t play
I’m just sayin' though
Fuck her when I wanna, turn up when I wanna
Laugh in the corner, smokin' marijuana
Tear up comma, three stacks, day I got it Killed 'em with them bales on, I got cajun Gotti
Packs on me, showin' love to me, I ain’t trippin' 'bout it Imagine, if you fuck me, better tell nobody
'Cause back then I was nothin', now I’m really poppin'
And the facts in, them other niggas flex and they ain’t really got it