XL

(Chorus 1) All hunnid in cash, that's that real deal Long hair, thick ass, that's that real deal (??????????????), that's that real deal When the vibes in the summer, man you know how we comin' (Verse 1) I-I-I just got a question, "Why they hate on us?" Two hundred off this merch, I can't make this up I might take a Spanish chick to Jamaica, cuz These niggas fakin', bruh Y'all work, we rakin' up Reality rap, y'all fake as fuck Niggas ain't even on pace with us So our money and light net My step-dad was a Crip My OG's, (??????) Two A1 for you niggas Fifteen hundred on my shoes I pay for 'em in all blues Pretty (???) and (???), I love the way y'all move, uh Lemme see what's going on She called me in the corner with a bottle, extra large We goin' extra hard, (???) like Escobar Bitch, I'm the stake champ, I catch dubs, and I bring 'em back to the city I just need a quickie, all my neck is fifty Imma change the rag-in (imma change the rag-in, uh) She love me when I'm saggin' (she love me when I'm saggin') (Chorus 2) All hunnid in cash, that's that real deal Long hair, thick ass, that's that real deal Baby look like wifey, baby look like wifey Dope Nikes on my feet nigga, I'm still a plug I might mix up some lean with a (???) They ain't show me no love, 'till they see my doors go up (Verse 2) She been missing for a week, have you seen her? All she want is good dick and Sativa Shut down any spot we hit, my niggas T'd Up Playing YGL Mixtape, I just re'd up M-my niggas got them stacks that look like no pass Let's get some more cash, they see us when we flow past I just covered a whole tag, my jack bag, I'm goin' bad And a half a day, smoke a whole half, no wonder why she got so attached (Chorus) All hunnid in cash, that's that real deal Long hair, thick ass, that's that real deal Baby look like wifey, baby look like wifey Dope Nikes on my feet nigga, I'm still a plug I might mix up some lean with a (???) They ain't show me no love, 'till they see my doors go up (Verse 3) I ain't payin' shit 'till I see the seal open up Six hundred dollars every time the trunk open up (???) all I need, I used to print on the (???) I ran out of smalls and the medium, gotta hold up I used to rock, stay in Seattle, niggas used to roast us Now they with Hit and Dom, niggas try to toast us My face up on the van and my face up on the posters Daddy wanted a Porsche, so he named my sister Porscha I'm like a Migo, what I did for the Culture (Migo) Rollin' with the snakes nigga, turned into a vulture Codeine cowboy, got the pine up in my holster It's an awful lot of years nigga, I thought I told you (Chorus) All hunnid in cash, that's that real deal Long hair, thick ass, that's that real deal Baby look like wifey, baby look like wifey Dope Nikes on my feet nigga, I'm still a plug I might mix up some lean with a (???) They ain't show me no love, 'till they see my doors go up