Shittin (Lately) E

Counting up, counting. Counting up, counting. O3. I count that cash on the wake up. My bitch look bad with no makeup. She give me big face like a Jaeger. Spend a little time, but never no dime. Committed crimes just to get a payment. Put my kids on her belly, she still ain't Pregnant. Too many rounds on my waistline. Might hit her house in the daytime. Might try her for with that wockhardt. I'm tryna see what it taste like. I want that chain with these green Buddhas. Just to give me a thing with that big Ol' booty. Put that gold in my mouth, I Want every color. One burgundy, gold and one white And one yellow. Water might leak out the ice On my bezel. And catch a ho slipping just Like rainy weather. Make it rain, make it rain. Purple Rain's Hurricane. I was at the Truey with the gang. Never needed a hurricane. Walking on air since the '80s, nigga. Barry them wings in my baby pictures. Fresh to death when I got here. Jordans on 'fore they released these bitches. These niggas sweeter than Diddy Reeses. These niggas cheap as way feed these niggas. Never ever, always still greedy, nigga. Since my first song, you seen me, nigga. I been rapping, ball jacking these weenie niggas. How come you mad when you see me, nigga? Niggas tell me I'm banged out. Like I ain't go for four pistols, nigga, you Tripping. I been shitting on you niggas lately. I been shitting on you niggas lately. I been getting richer, so you niggas hating. I been shitting on you niggas lately. Free my hittas, free my hittas. Soldier down with the troops. Rolling around in the coupe. Rolling rounds of that O3. So I'm rolling rounds of that truth. Hundred rounds in that AK or that FN go "Grr." Mafia, keep it mafia. My Hermes my suit. It ain't always gotta be a big pistol. Might bounce around deuce-deuce. Then shoot around thirty-two. Like Magic Johnson all in Magic City. Fell in love with hundreds, that's the sweetest Feeling. When you touching money, touching ass and Titties. In your cleanest Nikes and your dopest Jacket. On the scene shining 'cause you know they Flashing. I ain't talking cameras, see the naked Dancing. Tell her make it nasty, soon we making Plans. While we making plays. At a business meeting with a plug up fly. While I blew blue hundreds in the crib, blue Flame. You would think we Crip with the way We touch that cane. If you feel my music, You done touched that pain. Put a pipe on Her neck, don't touch that drain. Like the garbage disposal, we chop them veins. Too graphic, greedy so specific. 'Cause you know we lived it. Hopped out in traffic, put this shit in plastic. I been shitting on You niggas lately. I been shitting on you niggas lately. I been been getting richer, so Niggas hating. Been Shitting On you niggas Lately