Credits
Lyrics
I'm with that money power respect
bad lil bitch gon throw up the nine
fuck from the back cause that bitch is so fine **** get booked and they start droppin' dimes momma held it down though we had hard times
Show off my shit we gon shoot at the DJ How this shit bitch let me fuck on the BDAY I took a lost bounce back **** keep talkin' won't speak on the facts that was my man's i got stabbed in the back watch who you trust **** turn for sum racks walk with the chopp **** know I won't lack he takin' pics with his gun I'ma shoot mine bitch I'm so high I be up in the skyline how you gon hate but you stuck on the sideline stay on ten toes I'll be standin' on the front line
You got a gun but ain't drop shit too many **** I shoot at the mosh pit
I'm with my brother you know that we lob shit I'm in the lab like Sid you know you know Sid like what's up **** be hatin' I don't give a fuck I catch ya boy and that boy outta luck **** play tough on the gram but they front star be stinky he smell like a skunk **** ain't high they be smokin' up front she ate the dick treat that shit like it's lunch feel like T-Pain cause this bitch got me sprung
Uh I'm with that money power respect
bad lil bitch gon throw up the nine
fuck from the back cause that bitch is so fine, **** get booked and they start droppin' dimes momma held it down though we had hard times
