We poppin bottles of the pink shit take ‘em to the dome
We ain’t ever on that weak shit always blowin’ on that strong
Every day we party till early in the morning
Put that shit on instagram so they know i’m puttin on
I know you see me, yeah I be puttin’ on
Wale
I know you see me with your lookin’ ass
What the fuck you lookin’ at this is mmg and we don’t speak
To all you fuckin’ crabs got a bunch of cash
But money is under fam i’d rather be over-prepared
Than slip in here understaffed did you understand
I’m down to ride with my niggas just a double m you can’t fuck
With them unless your certified to ride with us
Keep the broads far above my business
And my mind following the ditches
And i ain’t trippin off of potential
That’s another word for ain’t this shit
Work, and i put d.c. On
We ain’t been this high since the e.r., see r
You niggas be some peons talkin bout y’all be gone
Whole time niggas wanting swing plans, tee-ball
Wiz Khalifa
Hundred thousands hundred thousands
I be throwin’ hundred thousands
I know why they trustin me cause
I got all these funds around ‘em
My fan base consist of niggas with drugs around ‘em
Educated sisters to bitches dancin’
With ones around ‘em i know you think all
We do is have fun around here but i’m from a city
Where young niggas carry guns don’t single out any corner
Its poppin’ on every one they talking about
What they goin’ do its probably already done
I’m running through cake runnin’ tThrough states
Take your one to the face every one or two cakes
Just bought a new crib that’s a wonderful space
Ask me how i feel I got it so my nigga
French Montana
I be cooler than a motherfucker wanna hit the fans selling
Work on the internet call it instagram and you know
I do it for my city you know i’m puttin’ on hundred racks
On this clothes a nigga puttin’ on self made
Self paid forty on my belt waist underground lobster feast
Get a shell face I be twisted off of molly doe
Chopped bricks karate doe closet two floors safari doe
Brown - bag paper - (Undefined)
Tag nigga can’t pay for swag
We know we love the game but we hate to brag, montana
Me and rozay twisted on a boat watchin’ all you fucked niggas choke
We ain’t ever on that weak shit always blowin’ on that strong
Every day we party till early in the morning
Put that shit on instagram so they know i’m puttin on
I know you see me, yeah I be puttin’ on
Wale
I know you see me with your lookin’ ass
What the fuck you lookin’ at this is mmg and we don’t speak
To all you fuckin’ crabs got a bunch of cash
But money is under fam i’d rather be over-prepared
Than slip in here understaffed did you understand
I’m down to ride with my niggas just a double m you can’t fuck
With them unless your certified to ride with us
Keep the broads far above my business
And my mind following the ditches
And i ain’t trippin off of potential
That’s another word for ain’t this shit
Work, and i put d.c. On
We ain’t been this high since the e.r., see r
You niggas be some peons talkin bout y’all be gone
Whole time niggas wanting swing plans, tee-ball
Wiz Khalifa
Hundred thousands hundred thousands
I be throwin’ hundred thousands
I know why they trustin me cause
I got all these funds around ‘em
My fan base consist of niggas with drugs around ‘em
Educated sisters to bitches dancin’
With ones around ‘em i know you think all
We do is have fun around here but i’m from a city
Where young niggas carry guns don’t single out any corner
Its poppin’ on every one they talking about
What they goin’ do its probably already done
I’m running through cake runnin’ tThrough states
Take your one to the face every one or two cakes
Just bought a new crib that’s a wonderful space
Ask me how i feel I got it so my nigga
French Montana
I be cooler than a motherfucker wanna hit the fans selling
Work on the internet call it instagram and you know
I do it for my city you know i’m puttin’ on hundred racks
On this clothes a nigga puttin’ on self made
Self paid forty on my belt waist underground lobster feast
Get a shell face I be twisted off of molly doe
Chopped bricks karate doe closet two floors safari doe
Brown - bag paper - (Undefined)
Tag nigga can’t pay for swag
We know we love the game but we hate to brag, montana
Me and rozay twisted on a boat watchin’ all you fucked niggas choke
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