Walk in I got them racks I got them Gs out
Bad bitch so I'm about to sweat her weave out
Don't know her name really thinking that I'm senile
I'm getting money now they wanna be like me now
And I've been grinding and I don't know where the time went
Been going crazy I don't know where my mind went
And I've been low I've been out here I've Vibin
I got some killers trust you don't want no violence
Start a show so I got em all watching
Know she a groupie she keep staring at my pockets
Lil bro a shooter if he pull it he gone pop it
No he ain't stopping that is not an option
We just trying to run it though
O.T.C putting in OT
Rolling so low I've been rolling low key
They been acting like they know but they don't know me
She liked my pictures but her nigga in my comments
Nigga quit tripping before I really make her my bitch
Niggas be wilding they be out here on that nonsense
Me I just been grinding that's just how my time spent
Rolling rolling we been tip tip tipping
Getting Guala Guala they been acting different
Rolling out the pound and my niggas sipping
My heart is on a vacay I ain't never tripping
Walk in I got them racks I got them Gs out
Bad bitch so I'm about to sweat her weave out
Don't know her name really thinking that I'm senile
I'm getting money now they wanna be like me now
And I've been grinding and I don't know where the time went
Been going crazy I don't know where my mind went
And I've been low I've been out here I've Vibin
I got some killers trust you don't want no violence
I'm on the clock so know a nigga working
Trying to make sure my pockets not hurting
This a dream in the making til a nigga on
But tonight I'm just trying to make it home
Cause y'all living to die I'm just dying to live
I rather pay bills I'm just keeping it real
As much as I wanna meet Pac and Big
I rather see my kids have kids
I see niggas mad cause I'm flexing
Probably cause they bitch twerking in my section
She just wanted to show love and touch my jewelry
And take some pics for her instagram story
So she can blame it on the alcohol and say she was tipsy
But we pour out the alcohol for Nipsey
She want a marathon but all I got is a quickie
Bend it over so I can sweat out ya quick weave
Walk in I got them racks I got them Gs out
Bad bitch so I'm about to sweat her weave out
Don't know her name really thinking that I'm senile
I'm getting money now they wanna be like me now
And I've been grinding and I don't know where the time went
Been going crazy I don't know where my mind went
And I've been low I've been out here I've Vibin
I got some killers trust you don't want no violence