Paroles

If you see me at the bank you kno I'm stacking up mills If you see me wid a strap you know I'm bout to make a kill If you see me full ah cash you kno I'm bout to pay da bill If you see me wid a bag I'm bout to light a joint and chill First ting as mi wake about fi light up a j Only ting dats on my mind is smoke weed all day If you looking real close you can always see dat red in my eye Bloodshot light it up you kno it's time to get high Her head lift off like NASA she seh mi ting up She trynna be my baby mama I ain't trynna get stuck Fuck it in di back ah di truck mi turn on di AC Hot box purple skunk mi have more purple dan KC Always hit dat shit wid a rubber on be careful not to hit it raw Follow dat shit just like it's law I buss my kids all in her jaw I hit it once den I cut her off like saw Now she blowing up my phone I told dat bitch hell Naw Hell nah I ain't looking back Mi wuk hard fi mi wins dats why mi get dem back to back Mi wuk hard fi mi tings dats why I'm ballin' like I'm Shaq I'm bout to break di Richter Scale di way di shit goin' crack Decked out in all black dreadlocks I ain't Kodak Tennis shoes on call dat Novak I'm sippin' on cognac If you trynna contact me you betta kno dat I got contract killaz dat will merk you in a throwback Jersey no computers I got more Macs I got shooters ready to kill and can't no one control dem Whenever I call my hits you know can't nobody kno dat I drive around in foreign whips that got more horsepower than bojack Speeding in the fast lane drop top Ferrari Took the exit bout to pick up shawty we about to have a party Million dollars cash on me Wells Fargo Everyday I'm smokin' on grass high like kilamanjaro Satellite Claro ah high grade me ah bun it nuh mek yuh feel paro It mek yuh see all inna tomorrow and it good fi tek weh all yuh sorrows And ah wah yuh seh yuh waan money fi borrow Hell naw hell nah mi wuk hard fi mi wins dats why mi get dem back to back Mi wuk hard fi mi tings dats why I'm ballin' like I'm Shaq I'm bout to break di Richter Scale di way di shit goin' crack Decked out in all black dreadlocks I ain't Kodak Big stunna MOB for life Dom rich niggaz Real Muhhfukin Gz
Writer(s): Dominic Pagon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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