[Hook:]

I be hoppin' on that money, I be hoppin' on your bitch
She be hoppin' out them clothes just to hop up on this dick
I be hoppin' out that plane just to hop up in that whip
I gets it poppin' every time
My n***a hop up on my dick
Roll one, pop a pill and pour it up
Roll one, pop a pill and pour it up
Roll one, pop a pill and pour it up
Roll one, pop a pill and pour it up
I got goons on my left, I got G's all in my right
Got drink all in my cup. Got your bitch all in my sight

[Verse 1:]

We be mobbin' like a mother fucker don't we
Fuck n***a actin' way too familiar, he don't know me
Pour the stuff and get the pills, style on n***as for the thrill
Try and infiltrate, long ass nozzle in your grill
All my real n***as feel me though. Bitch can you hear me, huh?
Unloyal n***as start to wear you down. The wear and tear is crucial
N***as claim they love you boy, ain't none them n***as truthful
Sometimes it's better to be neutral
I got tatts all over my skin, got your bitch all on in my lap boy
I'm back on my shit, coke boy what's happenin'
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[Verse 2:]

New coupe on Rodeo Drive
Tryna and find me a bad bitch that don't tell lies
But the chance of that, that's slim to none
Fuck it I'm smokin', already on my second lung
Gettin' money, countin' ends. Different flavors, I be hoppin' in
Still throwin' my gang up, them fuck n***as gon' hang up
They peep up how I came up posted with the same cup
But n***as they don't love you no more, no more, no more...when you getting money and you stay on the road, the road, the road

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