Lyrics

Here we go again, I be that ****, takin' ****' bitches, get your hoe again
Cuban links on a **** neck, and hit the store again
I pop out, need another gun, I'm hittin' straw again
I be out, thuggin' with my ****, fuck a time zone
I be state to state, **** hatin', get your mind blown
Go so, **** know so, it's a go so
I don't do no talkin', I just ride like I'm Polo
Ax Rock, **** know I'm known to go and get it
If I'm with it, then I go and get it
Babysit him, I'ma put these **** to bed
Type of **** tell your kids to go to sleep, I need some head
Round one, he done, I don't need no stuntin
Even if it's first to ten, I get bitch **** to puntin
Keep the money runnin', fuck yo' bitch in yo' bed
I be talkin' bout that shit that keep us **** ahead
**** really built for this
Yeah, I be takin' trips after trips, get you killed for this
Yeah, I'm gon' pop up, get you treated like a pill for this
**** better chill for this, for this shit get ridiculous
I'ma walk him up the hill for this, but I walk a **** down
I got **** that carry thirty shots, but I got a hundred rounds
Yeah, he gotta be dope to brand D, just wanna be down
I got **** that turn a ****'s smile way upside down
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Written by: Travis Spelmon
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