STATE PROPERTY

Brrrrr Brrrrr Big brrrrr Brrrrr Big Thirty Aye I pull up Maybach Mink coat on with a Desert Eagle I'm CEO, I talk, they listen I'm something like the preacher I take care of several people I'm feeling like Beanie Sigel I love all my niggas Hope my killer ain't one of my people Well shit I don't have to murder one of mine You know I keep shit with the snakes But I'm the biggest slime Ain't no nigga gave me nothin' Pussy all this shit is mine Better go look outside That's a million sitting on tires Don't let that go over ya head That's a million worth of car One of my bitches pull up Wraith, my million-dollar prize I only fuck bitches with money All of them ARs got hunnids Find me my Percocets, I don't need no fucking pack of honey Beat that hoe back out for a hour She screaming, she running She done nutted 'bout five times And I ain't even cumming She like, "What it is bae?" "My pussy must ain't good or something" Shit I don't know, I probably pop too many pills or something Thinking 'bout M's or something Thinkin' 'bout drills or something My nigga dead, shit I'm thinking 'bout kills or something Fuck you think, I'ma let that go? Still posted at that store Know that nigga dead But I'm still trying to fuck his hoe Up by a few points on the score board I'm trying to up it some more Pulled up on this car side all face shot We got up close You ain't no sniper boy You woofing with that fuckin' scope Doing all that playing, boy, we catch you We doing that most I pull up Maybach Mink coat on with a Desert Eagle I'm CEO, I talk, they listen I'm something like the preacher I take care of several people I'm feeling like Beanie Sigel I love all my niggas Hope my killer ain't one of my people Well shit I don't have to murder one of mine You know I keep shit with the snakes But I'm the biggest slime Ain't no nigga gave me nothin' Pussy all this shit is mine Better go look outside That's a million sitting on tires I said, "If I'm Beanie Sigel, then J Hot gotta be Baby Boy" He one of the ones that's going to shoot his gun It ain't got to be forced You ain't gotta send them out I stopped him from crashing out I stopped him from killing niggas brothers Coming out the house That ain't how you do it lil bruh Wait for his ass to come out Soon as he turn his back, open his door You run his ass down And you know whats after that Can't give these folks these murder skills Take them boys to murder school Teach them pussies how to kill Aye I pull up Maybach Mink coat on with a Desert Eagle I'm CEO, I talk, they listen I'm something like the preacher I take care of several people I'm feeling like Beanie Sigel I love all my niggas Hope my killer ain't one of my people Well shit I don't have to murder one of mine You know I keep shit with the snakes But I'm the biggest slime Ain't no nigga gave me nothin' Pussy all this shit is mine Better go look outside That's a million sitting on tires (whips)