


40s at all time gon' shoot back a nigga shooting me, you know it Haha, yeah. 40 on me (yeah) Got me and Chi-Chi, bring broads, mane - she like my homie (let's go!) I’m King Tut with my gold chain (gold chain), my partner with me, he the dope mane (yeeeah) Straight gas nigga, that BP on that E-40, that OG (AY) These bitch niggas be actin' up, these hoes niggas be actin' foul (CHEA) They’ll grind with you, they’ll shine with you, be pointin’ fingers off at your trial (daaamn) My Rolls Royce with my driver in it, gettin’ fucked up ‘cause I ain’t got to drive (yeeah) That Kendrick on them bottles came, poured a Swimming Pool, now we 'bout to dive (that's right) Got one room, got three bitches nigga damn right that’s where they’re supposed to be (yeeeah) Two Glock. Say, Rih-Rih, let’s take this shit to the street one-time, you know? (it's the remix) Throwin’ hundreds like loose change, still got my money (AY) Got your broad in that Mulsanne, that Bentley homie (haha) Seats whiter than cocaine, that.
