[Chorus]
Come to my crib and that bitch gon’ fuck
Riding around in that big ol’ truck
Got cheese Amiri you been so up
Drop a lil song and that shit blow up
They sleeping they should’ve been woke up
Cartier diamonds my wrist going nuts
Believe me that n***a get no bucks
You think I’m pussy test your luck

[Verse]
Do this shit with or without ‘em
You think I’m wanting yo’ sound I stack all my money it’s tall as the mountains
Too much I can't even count It, I put on this shit and I drip like a fountain
N***a said he gettin’ rowdy I slide to yo’ block and lets see if you ‘bout it
And my n***as they be wylin’ you talking down we catching a body
Get to the checks, I made a band no less
I woke up early and then I went trappin’ ain’t even get no rest
Said that he ‘bout it that n***a cappin’ and Ima’ stand on that
Tote automatics lettin’ ‘еm have it yeah ima blame on that
Fuckin’ that bitch shе a fan on that
Wait, I threw my mans on that
Toolie’ on me no I cannot lack huh, made that boy ran like track
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I went to LA and copped me a [?]
Baby just tell me like how do you feel
I dont fuck with you I’m just being real
Pour me the drank, pop me a pill
That n***a lame he needa’ meal
Shooter got aim, that n***a kill
[Chorus]
Come yo my crib and that bitch gon’ fuck
Riding around in that big ol’ truck
Got cheese Amiri you been so up
Drop a lil song and that shit blow up
They sleeping they should’ve been woke up
Cartier diamonds my wrist going nuts
Believe me that n***a get no bucks
You think I’m pussy test your luck