Look, feelin' good, let me fuckin' pop it Got money fallin' out my fuckin' pockets

My momma told me, boy, you better stop it Got all these pussy **** trippin

Yeah, yeah Gooney goon , ****, uh

And it's that Monte Carlo music

Yeah, and all these bitches, man, they stalkin', clockin

I wake up, spark my blunt up in the mornin

My bitch, she pretty, man, she so damn pretty

I slap that ass and then I curb her titties

Day in the life, take a ride through my city

I keep it with me, man, this shit get wicked

Can't decide, so the whips, I just be switchin

****, fuck with mine and he come up missin

Look, ****, fuck with mine and he come up missin

Camera flash, hard to smile, hate the fact you not here with me

Reminiscin' about the time when you had called home from prison

You was jokin', laughin' like that shit wasn't even serious

One of the first **** that told me I was gon' be the sickest

I can't lie to know that you gone, it keep me in my feelings

Percocet and lean, oh, no, that shit won't help in either

I'ma go and stamp me a ****, I pop shit like the Reaper

Make a **** head hot, thinkin' that he got a fever

Bitch, but that's a red dot, so I ain't gon' miss you neither

Got him playin' hopscotch, make him do the margarina

Bitch, I got some high lows, and I got some pearls in East Coast

Come and get this shit today, now, where is you gon' find it cheaper

Name a price, I bet I beat it

I know your bitch and she's a skeezer

Just like Michael, stupid ho, don't have my payments, you could beat it

I stay away from pussy ****, cause they changin' like the seasons

On the highway, catch me speedin

Baseball blunts like Derek Jeter

Park it, then I pay the meter

Twist the bluntin' like the reefer

I'm tryna take care of my people

These ****, they think they evil

Well, bitch, now come dive in that sea with creatures

Guarantee I'ma deceased them

Don't want that bitch, she cheesy

All my bitches tryna please me

My dreads hang like I'm Weezy

Know her oppo, they so greasy

Hold up, ho, take it easy

Build a bitch, but I ain't peasy

Now she actin' like a genie

On the block, I'm so Houdini

Sit down, let's have a meetin

Steak and shrimp with fettuccine

Type of shit I be eatin', money on repeat

Now I go take retreat and kick my feet up

I spike my soda, my bitch, she drinkin' the margarita

I set a goal, so I gotta get up and go achieve it

My daughter need me, I gotta keep her smilin' and cheesin

Just take it easy, I'm breathin

Hard my bitch think I'm wheezin

It's Friday evening, like 12 a.m., I guess it's the weekend

I do no sleepin', been up two days, I guess that's the Chico

I'm rockin', bape, it's only right

cause I'm up in beast mode

I ball like Frito or like 2-3 back in 93 mode

I hit South Beach, I left with a tan, feelin' like a Chico

Life is a gamble, roll the dice, and I ain't talkin' Cee Lo

Pull up in Tahoe, let you have it, you won't see tomorrow

Ain't got no toddler , pour a heroin out a baby bottle

He think he harder, I knock the jerk right out his rasta-pasta