Tell em don't hit my cellphone unless it's bout cash young mula like Weezy Baby
They don't come from where we come from, so just tell them niggas be easy baby
Swerving round, riding in a hunnid band Benz with the red interior like pizza baby
Niggas gon think shit sweet, I got tricks up my sleeve, I don't trip I'm just seeing lately
These niggas want what I got, but you gotta put in that time
& All these h**s be good for nun
So count this money, be good for sum
Not riding in the latest, but my whip still run
Tell me that she taken but that hoe still f**k
No I haven't made it but them days gon come
Smoking good kush ima kill my lungs