T-raw rock my own kick game 8 figure deal figure how I'm
courtside at clip game Still pop ace king shit I'm with rose
Black Maybach leather gloves on that OJ OK the day you beating me bitch no day
Bandz a make her dance that's thousand dollar foreplay
AK get a full clip not a soundwave You kissed her in her mouth, ask
her how my dick taste Bitch nigga you don't want no
drama I'm worth a couple commas It's death before dishonor
Last king come sign up all my shit be disgner Extroardinary rhymer I bodied
yo' shit for nothin' Wes, west up, hot temper
Get wet up she give me head not neck up She clean the mess up
One false move death from gesture Cash in the safe I don't feel no pressure
I'm dope
(All) all my shit dope
Cuz it's 187 how I killing these hoes
(All) all my shit dope
Cuz it's 187 how I killing these hoes
Shit She fuck hermes and the hustle
Crown on the watch she got niggas still thuggin'
8.7 on the crib so fuck it Went gold in a month so it ain't no budget
New chains, rollex links New chick just to drag my mink
New car just to ride around here Aviator crew we flies 'round here
Hating on hood niggas dying 'round here Bath Salt Boss, got insurance on the beard
Cars rockstar dope boys at odds I done seen it all but it's back to these broads'
Hands clap like a nigga in the stadium Million dollar chain but I'm rocking 8 of 'em
I see you sleeping boy don't make me pick your label up
Scottie pipen on the dribble I just laid 'em up Another triple got me tripping
like it's angel dust We just winning all the women in my table ah
Say my name say my name nigga say my name 100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name
I'm dope
(All) all my shit dope
Cuz it's 187 how I killing these hoes
(All) all my shit dope
Cuz it's 187 how I killing these hoes
Chief rocka, pill popper Tell them pull them things out
cause my car topless Off topic, get on top it wish us some absence
So sincere in her belly, that's the nah shit King announcing that gangsta shit we mobbin'
We taking your dollars creflo no white collar I (pop pop) wish a nigga would call thomas
Bitch I'm the bomb call me the unabomber Money in my game I'm driving
shit that's insane You niggas stay in your lane no
playing ain't nothing changed Pardon this good regime, I make
your girl david blaine Murder was the case all the kids say that nigga T-raw