Me and Metro, up late night man, be in here too
We just high as hell, we just recording
Lets do it
Only keep a bag for the rest of streets on the road
In love with my dog, Ima feed em nothin but pesto
Im not from N-O but Im stickin to the G Code
Call em, let em know that Im on the road with a load
Come tell my doggy to be fired like you in loads
When it come to Actavis, Im a J just like Cole
Stack it to the ceiling, man, you know that shit gon fold
Ran up my money, I ran it up like I know
Run it up
Oh-oh, run it up
Sell Backwoods, we hustle
I need weed, I need lean, its a must
Catch a ho, leave her stained, no must
Ooh, nigga money long like a bus
Fuck the other side, they aint leanin, they aint drinkin Tuss
Ooh, nigga bitch wanna fuckin lust
Ooh, and Ima pay for her school
Niggas sick of takin Ls, he never renewed
I put birds inside a car, now thats a chicken coupe
C4 bleedin like a fool, Im too damn bool
Bought a mink and put it on like I live at the zoo
Hannah Montana, got me muggin and bustin
Got a crush on my cousin
YSL til Im dead and dusty, I promise its nothin
Whole lot of hunnids, lot of bills in a rubber band, I keep em by the dozen
And your mink aint real, call 46 hundred, and its kinda fluffy
Only keep a bag for the rest of streets on the road
In love with my dog, Ima feed em nothin but pesto
Im not from N-O but Im stickin to the G Code
Call em, let em know that Im on the road with a load
Come tell my doggy to be fired like you in loads
When it come to Actavis, Im a J just like Cole
Stack it to the ceiling, man, you know that shit gon fold
Ran up my money, I ran it up like I know
Run it up
Too much money, only one dick, too much honeys
Five on the dick but two run from me
I leave that pussy hot like a cat in the oven, ooh
Now we at the derby
Tubs on my man, thats a young rastafari
Find me a what deep 
In your bitch jaws like a dentist, Im so sorry
I be a 
Couple of bamboos done fucked up my dough
Head in a cup for a nigga thats ghost
But when you get money, thats the way it go
Got me a model bitch, cane in her nose
Chop the moolah, yeah, she came with the clothes
Yves Saint Laurent is the 
I just cant get my shit else no where on the globe
Straight off the runway and not at a show
Straight out of Harlem, I came to explode
Feel like outside its a hit everywhere I go
Feel like Im trill, I cant fuck with our flow
Better hop on the boat
Cut to my block, better tuck in your dope
Cause my niggas like bitches with 40 below
I said do not sleep with a nigga like 40 below
Only keep a bag for the rest of streets on the road
In love with my dog, Ima feed em nothin but pesto
Im not from N-O but Im stickin to the G Code
Call em, let em know that Im on the road with a load
Come tell my doggy to be fired like you in loads
When it come to Actavis, Im a J just like Cole
Stack it to the ceiling, man, you know that shit gon fold
Ran up my money, I ran it up like I know
Run it up