10PM IN YPSI (feat. 7time)

(GetMoney

Oh my gosh, C.QUBED)

How does he do it

(Kwincy…)

Punch a dike, she throw it back, I turn into a stem

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

Alright

Keep something pretty with me, I keep it peak

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

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

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

I keep off feedin' the streets

Brooklyn and Y, think that I'm from Bed-Stuy

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

Buddy from the 810, Dayton family playin

Skatin' down Clio Road

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

If you know, then you know

If you don't, you probably brokey

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, twist on my crud

I just fuck her, 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

All right

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

All right

Made plays 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 homey pack

Already hit that bitch a mama's sister

Ain't no goin' back

Claim me in the strike

He ridin' round, caught Buddy in the lac

Sticky in my hand

All right

Twenty-fifty's in my pan

All right

Buddy talkin' slick

I know she miss a man

All right

Punch a dyke, she throwin back

I turn her to a stem

All right

Bitch, man, I'm a boss ****

You is not one of them

Get money

Wake up, breakfast, waitin' on me

My bitch, she morning cold

Just sent the bitch for a 10-bar, and she said she hate the road

Put that Van Cleef in my cart

Lil' bitch, I don't even wear the clothes

Only sippin' that drink

My nephew pourin' up to the whole liter gone