Leave it to the professionals Could abide the ace but I'm still sippin' earth
If he like this and talk like that Then here, right there it's murder Fifty stack up in the back of my Draserry Honda Shells out, we push them out my state, we keep em comin' Leave me strapped like that, it's stupid, I keep the trap jumpin' What we gotta do? Get to the money Get to the money, get to the money! What we gotta do? Get to the money Get to the money, get to the money!
See what I got do, pull out bout a couple bands Fife hunid horses with an engine like a jet I pull up on the dat. I can even swim a potting rose up on the dat I spend it like a jug, fill the shit up Barely fit my bands under the hood I'mma I'mma I'mma count the purple meth Smoke it, drink it mad at Salma Ridges house again I spend a thousand on these Jimmy shoes You can wear these, beast, ? Won't you out and spit it before I charge you 22 I create a thing again, T is comin' through I'm smokin' the tractors, purple haze is comin' out the dispenser room Versache, Versache, I'm choppin' the head right man what you sent to me Kentucky to Cali I told you was trippin', I flew with first class I'm drinking champagne, yo bottles are plain, should I leave ya a glass?
If he like this and talk like that Then here, right there it's murder Fifty stack up in the back of my Draserry Honda Shells out, we push them out my state, we keep em comin' Leave me strapped like that, it's stupid, I keep the trap jumpin' What we gotta do? Get to the money Get to the money, get to the money! What we gotta do? Get to the money Get to the money, get to the money!
That trap nigga turn rout nigga Been about my skrilla, nothin' like the otha nigga I wake up, roll a blunt, fat up Go and get the money, nigga I came up from nothin' nigga I mean I came up selling onions nigga Born in the Chi, but got my money out the country nigga I hear 'em hating but I'm getting checks outside the country nigga Deal, deal, smokin' the stunt, yes, marijuana, nigga I can have any bitch that I wanna, nigga The bitch that I have right now, I took her from a nigga Got done wid her and dropped her down off to that nigga I don't want that bitch, I don't need that bitch If I were you, I'd leave that bitch The money in the way, so now I don't even see that bitch I'm too busy stackin' up peas and shit Fuck anoth 30 G's off of my sleeve and shit
If he like this and talk like that Then here, right there it's murder Fifty stack up in the back of my Draserry Honda Shells out, we push them out my state, we keep em comin' Leave me strapped like that, it's stupid, I keep the trap jumpin' What we gotta do? Get to the money Get to the money, get to the money! What we gotta do? Get to the money Get to the money, get to the money!