LATUIT

Never get my chemo low, sinking like some banks Low Threaten that it's all none, Whooping bitches on the floor Pull up out the Ghost as we head straight to the O's Smoke Up in the air, sleeping hay all the cash I'm up Busting through the crowd with my Glock Pointed at his back I switch, grip it, Throw this heat, he 'bout to horn I think That I don't give a fuck about you, You don't know who I am I watch the Step, bigger 'cause I'm beast like me, Don't move a damn A niggas to the right Side, bitches to the left I want MC Money Bring 'em on his knees, touch 'em with the Fucking gun I walk with trick players, Gotta skip to make a second move First one Was to hit the ground, you know that I Ain't playing dude Slowly as I sink low deeper, Slowly as I sink the chain Slowly as I Sink the ring, spooky then my panic ain't Crazy As I say I am, the greatest I claim To be Give me all your money hoe, Thinking don't you ask me Scrape it to the Bottom you dig into your last penny Give me What you got, it don't matter 'cause I'm robbing Many Pieces of your walls so that hoe Got That booty looking fine on the ground of the Dick Cutie working on that ass like a rubber On a nigga dick Ripping from the scene like The Jesus fucking up some shit Thirty-five thousand Is a cost to get you real G Rounds To the Glock and a three eighty follow me Never get my chemo low, sinking like some banks Low Threaten that it's all or none, Whooping bitches on the floor Pull up out the Ghost as we head straight to the O's Smoke Up in the air, sleeping hay and all the Cash I'm Up