Yeah
Hahahaha
Le go
Kush in the sweets
Belie that
Yeah
Comin' through killin'
What to do? Nothin'
Over here grindin'
Over here hustlin'
Gettin' my money
Killin' foolshit niggas
Fuckin' my pussy
Makin' people cry
You know I'm a boss
Always boss
So shut your fuckin' mouth
Tell 'em hoes I'm comin'
Comin' and runnin' this shit
Doin' what I want
Bird Vauro is strong
What do you know about him?
I'm gonna blow your head
Money on my mind
Bitches on my dick
Haters on my feet
I ain't cum yet
To this pussy so wet
Money on the ground
I can show you how I put it down
Bird
Hah
Ok

Tell me what you see when you look my face
Killin' foolshit nigga like it's mortal race
While in the studio, me and my book
My homies're cookin' that shit in the kitchen like chicken
Doin' the way I like, I get more fans
In my bedroom, gettin' bitch like ham
All the hoes know me, so I'm feelin' like an extraterrestrial
Háh
Ok
Yeah

Comin' through sky
Watchin' a lot of people sad
And while they're sad, I'm smokin' my crack
Life is a bitch
Money is a bitch
See a lot of people tryna get their lives doin' shit
So fuck the world
Makin' letters with strange words
Talkin' truth, shit
Lemme talk what I think and feel, bitch
If you're hatin'
Sorry to tell you but you're dead
You can belie that
I wish could be incredible, to make trouble
I heard you talkin' about cash
What do you know about cash?
In this bullshit, you gotta move fast if you wanna get some shit
So stop talkin' and resolve what you gotta resolve
This life don't belong us
Focus
Then don't be lookin' me to this shit on the face
Change, admire, overcome, overtake
Yeah

Knockin' all on your way, you can get it
But take it eazy
Look up to the tree and count till three
Like I told you, I'm a stuntin', I'm a daw
All I do is ball
Ladies on my row
Now it's time to throw
I'm gonna make 'em suck my raw dick
Take picture 'cause I'm the future
While these niggas're trippin', I'm gettin' culture
Makin' some success on your ass
Motherfucker
Aaww
Yeah nigga
You know nigga
This is for all my homies
You already know the rules, niggas, and team too
If you cross, you die
Yeah

See look me in the mirror
Shut these legs like a sizar
All night long in the party makin' another million shawty
My money so clean
My money machine
My face in the Facebook
My nigga so good
Me and my daughter, spendin' couple dollars
Bring more dorup
How about this shit
Put me in this shit
Pull up to the club
Hit them niggas like dorup
To my pistol, get your head popped
Pop that pussy all night
She knows I get it right
This is the yellow tape, shit
If you cross, you die
Puttin' your mommy to cry
Damn