[Intro: King Samson]
[?] visions
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I got a lot of money on me, [?] my Glizzy
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And I'm high as shit right now
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Shout out to my engineer
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[?] swag shit right now

[Verse 1: King Samson & FBG Duck]
I wake up, I rolled me a Swisher
Sometimes, I feel like I'm Bishop (I do)
Go grab my bitch off of Bishop (Skrrt)
My bottoms is red, seven-thirty, n***a
But we gon' pull up in that fifty (Skrrt)
My shooters is all in attendance
My plug meet me right at the Wendy's (He do)
He need me to handle some business (Work)
Stopped right on Damen, then holler at Ted (Push up)
And tell him, "I'm ready, I need me some bread" (I'm ready)
Skrrt right on shawty, then get me some head (Skrrt)
And she text my phone, say she need her some bread (Fuck her)
I'm just that n***a, Versace to [?]
Diamonds on water, they might need to drown (Splash, splash)
I need a Xanny, I might need to pop (I'm drippin', I'm drippin')
Banana clip and I might need a chop' (Fah-fah, fah-fah)
Samson and Samson, I'm whippin' the soda with water (The soda)
I just be drippin' the water (Whippin, I'm whippin')
United Center, I'm ballin' like Rose (Ballin', I'm ballin')
I might just pop me a rose (Pop)
Fuck up a tour (FBG shit), my n***as rollin' for sure
All of these guns, my n***as blowin' for sure (Gang)
I'm just gon' get me some bread, get you some money, it's all in your head (FBG, bitch)
[?] and Jacksons and [?], yes, it's all under the bed (Turn up)
[Verse 2: FBG Duck]
Wake up and then I go get me some lean
I think I drink too much lean
I got your bitch on her knees
She sucked me so good that I didn't want her to leave
N***as be mad 'cause their bitches be likin', so they wanna fight me, he pull up his sleeve
I pulled that bitch out my briefs, then I start shootin' and shootin' until he can't breathe
N***as be thinkin' they hard
Chopper'll tear you apart
Scope on that bitch, it can see you from far
Light on it, too, just in case I can't see in the dark
Boy, we don't shoot out of cars, we get up on you and spark N***as start ooh-ing and argh
Family won't see you tomorrow
Whoever told you we sweet, they was sendin' you off
Mama told me gotta watch myself when I'm 'round suckers, so I got somethin' that hold a hundred
N***as be sayin' I'm pussy, they lyin'
You could try me if you want it
The hundred go bah-bah, bah-bah, then they won't find you 'til the morning
I was told this how they want me to motherfuckin' come
So fuck it, man, this how I'm doin' it
N***as be gettin' on these tracks and start lyin', they is not tellin' the truth
He said he tellin' the truth
Boy, who the fuck are you tellin' it to?
N***as be talkin' that shit, but they don't wanna admit that I'm way better than you
You say you better than who?
I'ma just "shh" 'cause I do not preach 'cause that's somethin' a reverend'll do (Money)