My Nig

Hey, it's a paper route, bring your bands up

Real ****, if you feel me, put ya hands up

If ya got a real hood, help ya mans up

Chain dancing like you work up at the damn club

All my **** stick together, ain't no separation

I got love for everybody, fuck whoever hatin'

Black ****, white ice, like I'm segregatin'

Bust the forty one down, I had it decorated

In a class of my own, I ain't go to school

Told them bitches, call my lawyer, boy I know the rules

Smooth ****, you can't tell what I'm going through

Ain't got time to chase bitches 'cause I'm on the move

Yeah, I was down on my luck, my nig

Look at your mans now, I'm iced up, my nig

I don't chase hoes, I run it up, my nig

I know they gon' fuck for a buck, my nig

Yeah, I was down, now I'm up, my nig

'Cause I stayed down and stacked up, my nig

Any given day, whip out a chunk, my nig

That's why your favorite stripper on my nuts, my nig

Any given day, I pull a ten out

Fucked your main bitch, I want her friend now

Sold the hellcat and brought the Benz out

This shit ain't new to me, boy, I been round

Was at Double-O Seven, wearing True Religion

All white buffs on, me and twenty ****

Used to pop a bunch a rolls and give it to them bitches

Free my little brother Skeeter, he was really gettin' it

Ain't got time to chase bitches 'cause I'm on a mission

When it come to that paper, I get tunnelvision

I got kush in all flavors, you can come and get it

I'ma stack that money up until it touch the ceiling

(Boy) Yeah, I was down on my luck, my nig

Look at your mans now, I'm iced up, my nig

I don't chase hoes, I run it up, my nig

I know they gon' fuck for a buck, my nig

Yeah, I was down, now I'm up, my nig

'Cause I stayed down and stacked up, my nig

Any given day, whip out a chunk, my nig

That's why your favorite stripper on my nuts, my nig

Free my **** Pesh, they got him sittin' down

Know it's 'bout some paper when I'm in your town

They ain't got nothing on you, take the shit to trial

First-class trip to Vegas, chillin' in the clouds

Got your bitch in love with me, and I never seen her

Bought the fuckin' 550, I ain't want the Bimmer

Rock designer everryday like I work at Neiman's

Play the fool, and if they ask me, I work at the cleaners

The ghetto boy chain represent the brand

Stayin' out the way, runnin' up them bands

Off White hoodie on like I'm in the Klan

I'm just runnin' up a check, stickin' to the plan

(Yup) Yeah, I was down on my luck, my nig

Look at your mans now, I'm iced up, my nig

I don't chase hoes, I run it up, my nig

I know they gon' fuck for a buck, my nig

Yeah, I was down, now I'm up, my nig

'Cause I stayed down and stacked up, my nig

Any given day, whip out a chunk, my nig

That's why your favorite stripper on my nuts, my nig