Lyrics

I'm riding in a 488 Even tho it sit low it won't scrape Let's go half on a kid So it can inherit my character traits I'm riding with the sig Lil bitch Glocks with dicks Sticks I tell all my jits At some point you gotta go legit First you get the money then the power then respect That's the rules I don't send shots I shoot A hundred bands up I'm smooth They think i'm the new school LL Cool Woah Yea my ring look like glitter My chain look like skittles I'm keeping my pistol I'm keeping my dribble You reach and I teach you It's really that simple Yea I'm popping this shit like a pimple Ima big dog and you're Stewart you little She just let me stick the tip in her dimple She sucking so good it's starting to tickle Ima pull out it and bust on her nipples I'm piercing my nipples I'm rockstar status I'm keeping my static The bricks in the attic I'm smoking biscotti You niggas asthmatic I'm moving through traffic Maneuvering tactic My bitch made of plastic My glock made of plastic But the AR 15 is semi automatic Maybach cabriolet came fully packaged with Motorsport package I didn't have to add it Yea Diamonds hitting off my button down satin Freak hoes Pink toes Pussy Pistols Pateks Damnit I think I became a addict I'm riding in a 488 Even tho it sit low it won't scrape Let's go half on a kid So it can inherit my character traits I'm riding with the sig Lil bitch Glocks with dicks Sticks I tell all my jits At some point you gotta go legit First you get the money then the power then respect That's the rules I don't send shots I shoot A hundred bands up I'm smooth They think i'm the new school LL Cool Woah
Writer(s): Chauncey Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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