make sum

[Intro] Priori Cranes [Verse 1: Bloody!] Make some, blow some money Shake some, throw some for me For the summer, I'm moving dolo I need a sugar momma, I can’t fuck with a broke ho' Smoking everyday, I copped the za for the low-low I'm in love with pussy, I am not a homo I’m in love with guap, I am not a hobo She bouncing on my dick like this shit was a yo-yo Choppa got a kick like Cristiano Ronaldo After I fuck this bitch, I feel like I won the lotto Outside, searching for the pack before my bed made If I see this pussy-nigga lack, give him a headache Burning on sativa, light is cracking, now my head ache She gon' leave and try to come back, but now she dеadweight [Verse 2: Percosits] Now she deadwеight This bitch gave me good head till her head ache I'm off the motherfucking meds like my head ache Bloody! got the ARP, fuck-nigga, we can make it shake And that choppa on me, feel like Clay, I'ma let it spray This bitch want to eat the dick, yeah, I told that ho', "Come, andale" Money coming in andale, nah, this fuck-boy not my vato Got a G3, it hold fifteen, Lil Cap clutching on the chop though In the backseat with the windows rolled down, smoking on gelato These hoes be picking and choosing, man, that's what they do That's just what they do, fuck it, man, this money come through Uh, bitch, it's Mike coming through, let me through Let me through to you, I told that ho’, "Let me through to you" Let me through to you, bitch, let me through to you Pass bro the GAT, he gon’ pull it too We got big boy Drake's, green tips, bullets too [Outro] Priori