10PM IN YPSI (feat. 7time)

GET MONEY

Oh my gosh, its C.QUBED

How does he do it

Punch a dyke, she throw it back, I turn her to a stem

Bitch made, I'm boss, ****, you is not one of them

Alright

Keep something pretty with me, I keep it P

I get it from OG, I give the city some heat

I keep it poppin', I just been droppin' that grease

Cookin' that fire, like I'm cookin' with Kaya

I keep on feedin' the streets

Brooklyn and Y, think that I'm from Ben Stuy

I do it B-I-G, I'm with B in the D

Buddy from the 810, Dayton family playing

Skatin' down Clio Road

We in Clayco for the day, so I'm just lettin' Latto know

If you know, then you know

If you don't, you probably broke

You don't want the smoke, cause Berry keep the crud

I keep a girl in vogue, tellin' me don't let go

She tellin' me to hold on, keep singin' the same song

Don't wanna keep her clothes on

I keep on droppin' hits, keep on designin' fits

Keep on takin' trips

Keep on drivin' a foreign whip

Keep on thankin' God for this

He keep on givin' me his riches

It ain't all about the money

Keep on blessin' me in spirit

Pour no pint, pipe twist on my crud

I just fuck, I don't fall in love

I hit the court, I might fuck the judge

Bad bitch, she don't do no drugs

Slim petite, double D, she got a lil' somethin' to shake

Drop paper on hoes and booze, and we had a party

Make play turn 4 to a 10, I bought the plug stash

I ain't even goin' back

Stack hundreds up, I laced myself, just took a honeypack

Really hit that bitch, her momma's sister

Ain't no goin' back

Claim me in the strike, he ridin' round, caught Buddy in the lac

Sticky in my hand, alright

Twenty fifties in my pan, alright

Buddy talkin' slick, I know she miss her man, alright

Punch a dyke, she throw in the back, I turn her to a stem, alright

Bitch made, I'm a boss ****, you is not one of them

Wake up breakfast, waitin' on me, my bitch, she morning than cold

Just sent the bitch for a ten-ball, and she said she hate the road

Put that Van Cleef in my cart, lil' bitch, I don't even wear the clothes

I only sippin' that drink, my nephew

Pour up till the whole liter gone