Flip The VIN (feat. Boosie Badazz)

See, my **** in a stole-o, I told him go and flip the VIN

See, my cellie catch a elbow, watch them take it to the chin

I'll never sell my soul, but I'll sell coke inside the trap

Can't ever love no ho, when the streets start calling send 'em back

They flexing on these ****, I don't even got to hit the gym

I'm balling hard, I dunk on shit then hang right on the rim

I pulled up in a Rolls, you know I'm jumping out the back

I pay a **** to drive, so that .45 stay on my lap

I pay a **** to drive, so if you shoot, I'm shooting back

I stack my money tall, I got this bitch same height to Shaq

I remember catching city buses, tryna chase my dream

With a pocket full of stolen gold tryna cash out for some green

See, my cellie catch a elbow like he playing basketball

Bought my ho canary yellow diamonds, pissed my side-bitch off

I'm steady thumbing through that money, I done got a paper cut

Instead of always tryna diss me, jit, go get your paper up

See, my **** in a stole-o, I told him go and flip the VIN

See, my cellie catch a elbow, watch them take it to the chin

I'll never sell my soul, but I'll sell coke inside the trap

Can't ever love no ho, when the streets start calling send 'em back

They flexing on these ****, I don't even got to hit the gym

I'm balling hard, I dunk on shit then hang right on the rim

I pulled up in a Rolls, you know I'm jumping out the back

I pay a **** to drive, so that .45 stay on my lap

I would never sell my soul, fuck these hoes, I got bank rolls

You **** bitches dirty like my dish, y'all got stank hoes

We make a witness no longer a witness, that's how the game goes

Hopping out the back seat of the Ranger Rover, ****, we get it in

My lil' potna just got life in thirty years, he took it on the chin

He told me, "Boosie, I'll be back again" and smiled with a grin

I really been there, I was locked in jail for dunking on these **** like a gym there

You tryna swim with sharks, bitch, you better have your swimwear or drown again

You pussies try to stop my dream, I had to seen them in Tarantino

I had real love for this ****, I thought he was my real friend

Plus, my own blood brother for that money sold your soul, motherfucker

See, my **** in a stole-o, I told him go and flip the VIN

See, my cellie catch a elbow, watch them take it to the chin

I'll never sell my soul, but I'll sell coke inside the trap

Can't ever love no ho, when the streets start calling send 'em back

They flexing on these ****, I don't even got to hit the gym

I'm balling hard, I dunk on shit then hang right on the rim

I pulled up in a Rolls, you know I'm jumping out the back

I pay a **** to drive, so that .45 stay on my lap