Steve Nash E

Hustling in the trap house, yeah, we got them Bags. Treat these hoes like Steve Nash, All we do is pass. Blowing on this exotic gas, I don't like to Pass. Niggas try to plot on me, Leave 'em in the past. Oh my God, number nine, red going on my Ass. Oh my God, model bitch look like Stacey Dash. Tell lil' shawty show me a trick, I'm tryna see some ass. Tell lil' shawty throw me a trick, I might Throw the cash. I keep me a knot. I keep me a thot. Niggas say they active, they ain't really on the Block. At the chill, I hit the cook, Going crazy with the rock. Diamonds on me and they hitting hard just like A rock. Told this bitch this is a trap, Can't hit you in this spot. She wanna pop a E pill, she want me To hit her spot. They wanna ride this wave, but they won't make It off the dock. Waybs. Waybs. Pull up off the lot, it's a paper Tag. I get lots of guap, big money intact. Yves Saint Laurent, three thousand my bag. Cross a nigga out if he not my slatt. I'm too player as these necks, I'm too player As your bitch. I could change the temperature with This ice on my wrist. I could change the temperature with this heat on My hip. Hustling in the trap house, yeah, we got them Bags. Treat these hoes like Steve Nash, All we do is pass. Blowing on this exotic gas, I don't like to Pass. Niggas try to plot on me, Leave 'em in the past. Oh my God, number nine, red going on my Ass. Oh my God, model bitch look like Stacey Dash. Tell lil' shawty show me a trick, I'm tryna see some ass. Tell lil' shawty throw me a trick, I might Throw the cash.