New Munny

(Ooh, Sav killed it) Bitch, what up, Sav? Slide on the opps with this chop, I'm an operator Yeah, dish the K to my brother Ri', we playin' hot potato 16 lines of Wockhardt, I'm finna drop an eighter Shells leave the meat in your lap, I'm a taco maker Remain the same nigga from years ago, just with a lot more paper Shit, I been stackin' hard, hit the road with 11 bricks and a pack of R's My nigga in the Chi swipin', they call it crackin' cards Hey Mike, 'member when I popped dog up for actin' hard? Shot him on the sidewalk, they found his body in the backyard We don't walk around with dog shit, we got black cards Mike always rappin' 'bout some food, fat bars I'm rappin' 'bout scales and dog food and crack bars He was tough 'til I whipped the pistol out, now he a track star That ain't Wocky, bro, that's bullshit lean, that's Wockhardt It ain't straight drop, I melt the dope down and cook it back hard I can't show no love to a bitch, I got a black heart FARFETCH shoppin' online, I got a packed cart Mixin' ACT with the Wockeisha, that's Act-hardt Bitch, put my dick in your mouth, that part Paint the streets with a nigga brain, that's black art It's the 100K in blue hunnids for me Bitch, act grown and take the dick, stop runnin' from me Bitch bad, pussy blew out, stop humpin' for free If you ain't tryna get your brains blew out, stop comin' for me I got six crackheads with 800 all comin' for me Nowadays, a thousand dollars a hunnid to me 80 racks on me, finna eat a steak McMuffin with cheese How the fuck you ain't got no pape'? What, you hustlin' for free? Mike my brother, he ain't gotta give me shit, I'm bustin' for free Thousand oranges, finna take the Greyhound bus to the V You tryna get 300 for a gram, come to the T Empire called and said they got 200 for Dumb and Dumber 3 I can't eat, just popped a nigga in his head, my stomach weak Yeah, she suck good dick, but I wasn't talkin' 'bout her, that's my other freak I'm strapped too, so if you hit me in my head, I'm takin' somethin' with me Room so expensive, when I check out in the mornin', I'm takin' somethin' with me I ain't gon' lie, if I was Kevin Federline, I woulda stuffed Britney No disrespect, but if I was Bobby Brown, I wouldn't've fucked Whitney What the fuck, you roll a gram up? Why your blunt skinny? What the fuck you buy from Somerset? Bro, your trunk empty Just made a sale with my mom dukes, I had Lump with me Cut a nigga hard with a diamond, play tough with me I just left the strip club with like eight drunks with me A verse and video from RMC cost, 8150 I just popped two 30s, I ate 160 I got a store bag on me now full of money, weigh 150