Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put em in the box I say
100K, get it out my safe
If you aint talkin money, boy, get out my face, hey
Imma pull up in the Porsche with a hoe in that bitch
The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign that bitch
I swear, Im gon beat my jugg, Ima burn out the lot
You gettin, drug money, yeah we promotin that shit
From my Porsche we swayin and now we ishy
Now I pull out then drive past on them bitches
I talk to Roscoe every day like he aint missin
You aint missin shit, they droppin shit in the trenches
I just dropped in the flame, and fucked up some Benjis
Money comin and goin, you in that Bimmy
I got some hoes and they supported drinking chilly
Im with some dudes on the scene in the Rolls Rizzy
Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put em in the box I say
100K, get it out my safe
If you aint talkin money, boy, get out my face, hey
Ima pull up in the Porsche with a hoe in that bitch
The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign that bitch
I swear, Im gon beat my jugg, Ima burn out the lotYou gettin, drug money, yeah we promotin that shit
I gotta, top off it aint for rent
Fuck a, tongue bitch Im not a lick
Jump, jump up on that baby ribbit
No frog, but I came up out the motherfuckin trenches
Dig it? Pimp her ride like Xzibit did it
Dig it? Im in Japan like a fuckin skillet
Do you dig it? She actin tough, but I don’t know she with it
Dig it? Dig it? She bought a cat I bought a jag kitty
Im showin love out in Magic City
Boy, you a dub, I aint talking twenties
You didnt show no love, you were never with it
Raining bullets on your cuz man I hope he with it
Cause he gon get it, oh yeah yeah yeah he gon get it
Im that boy yeah yeah but Im not kiddin
I asked her do she got a passport she said if she didnt I would purchase it so whatd I ask for
Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put em in the box I say
100K, get it out my safe
If you aint talkin money, boy, get out my face, hey
Ima pull up in the Porsche with a hoe in that bitch
The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign that bitch
I swear, Im gon beat my jugg, Ima burn out the lot
You gettin, drug money, yeah we promotin that shit
Coming for the money the money lil nigga
Hangin out the window gunnin, you runnin lil nigga
Ten scrates, Im a baller no foul on lil nigga
Money over bitches forever, you dont want it lil nigga
Balmain sweat drips, sag on Givenchy boy that 200 racks
Photo 650 three bitches in a matress
Run the city like marathon, backwoods stuffed with Chevron, shoot every gun, I never run
Trap 24/7 like the telethon, banging heavy metal call him Megatron
Miss me with the bullshit is what you better do, Boyz N tha Hood, young nigga with a attitude
Bitches fuck, I give a fuck right now
Might try me, the plugll pull up right now
Nigga I could give a damn about your two cents, cause you could front me fifty grand and Im getting rich
Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay
The Glock I spray, put em in the box I say
100K, get it out my safe
If you aint talkin money, boy, get out my face, hey
Ima pull up in the Porsche with a hoe in that bitch
The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign that bitch
I swear, Im gon beat my jugg, Ima burn out the lot
You gettin, drug money, yeah we promotin that shit