[ Featuring WON, Junee Guapo ]
I just signed this lil hoe, she up on my team
I just heard from the grapevine that her head so mean
I just poured an 8 up in a root beer
I just went to Sax Fifth, and I bought me some new gear
Niggas had a little buzz in the city, but that was last year
And I seen my nigga fall for the slut, I almost shed a tear
And these bitches been wanting me, now they call my phone
And they tryna have my baby, now that I'm known
And I think I am the first nigga to mix Lenci with that chrome
And I got a bitch in Tacoma, she suck meat up off the bone
And I tell you that I'm really rich, I don't have to pretend
And I buy both of my bitches matching APs, now they twins
And the streets be so cold, I just bought a new FN
And I'm from Seattle, niggas hate to see you win
Huh, huh, bougie steppas, huh, she want extra
I'm just bring the racks in, etcetra cetra
Huh, I know niggas bendin' blocks like it's Tetris
Huh, hit my phone, if it's bout the blues, get the message
I been grindin' til the sun up, the streets get hot as sauna
All my niggas keep them sticks, you know I was a drummer
Get the racks, hand it off, thought I was a runner
If you tryna play around, we might call that number
I'm just booted up, smokin' on Cali Kush
In the stu, and I'm cookin' with Hollywood
Tryna meet up for racks, then it's probably good
Tryna do it like me, well, he thought he could
I won't stop till my neck is on water flood
Know the pack goin' down, I ain't gotta touch
When the racks in my hand, I just get a rush
You know I'm with WON, it's better you give it up
Double L O, but we takin' dubs
And Shawty on me, up in the club
All out her body, doin too much
She lovin' the vibe, just wanna have fun
Cash by the ton, I was so low, had to fill up the funds
I'm on a roll, get the bread by the buns
Play wit the gang, turn to a traitor, you could get cut
Yeah, I f*ck bitches by two
I just f*ck in the morning, and I f*ck all the way to noon
All these bitches goofy, I think they some cartoon
We just hit em up like Tupac, I just keep like two glocks
I'm gettin' rich and they don't know
And they tryna steal my swag, and they tryna steal my flow
And my slimes wipe his nose, and you think he got a cold
And my dad always told me, WON, you better not fold
And this niggas tryna push up, get folded like clothes
All these bitches choosy, my Keltec sing like Toosie
I'm addicted to the ballin', like yeah, yeah
Why these bitches keep on callin', yeah, yeah
I just went to the bank, yeah
I just took out ten, yeah
She just pulled up my penthouse, and she give me all that knowledge
I just wanna be rich, so you know I dropped out of college
I get so much cheese, so my last name should be cottage
I'm these bitches' dreams, you can tell by how I walk
We left him on the scene, and we line him up with chalk
He used to talk on the gram, now he can't even talk
All these bitches stick to my clothes like some lint
I know couple bitches poppin' pussy for that rent
I know couple bitches poppin' Perks and that fent
I got bitches everywhere, got bitches all in Kent
