Politics

[Chorus: Esparo]

Yeah, yeah, oh

Y'all get money, y'all get bitches, huh?

Y'all them niggas who get rowdy

Run the city with them blicks, huh?

Oh, y'all get packs, y'all get pieces, huh?

Caught a fed case, it ain't no bet

I know they niggas snitchin', huh?

Bad bitch, you independent, huh?

But you want me to buy you a new booty

New titties and a Fendi, huh?

Oh, I'm just checkin', I ain't trippin', huh?

He wants some smoke but we ain't trippin', huh?

[Verse 1: Esparo]

I been catchin' a whole lotta niggas frontin' in my hood

Had to get it on my own, ain't no frontin' in my hood

Bitch, you pussy, I'm gon' stand by that

Come get up in my 'Wood, my boys in the hood

We stay iced out, our Cubans good

They be like, "Esparo, I see you on now"

Niggas sleep when I was broke but niggas got my songs now

So, you Durkio up in them trenches, you got a pawn now

Nigga, I'm gang, gang, gang

And I'm gripped up, get you gone now, come fuck around

Look, I never was the type, but let's just finish this shit

Fu gon' get the 'K, he gon' start kickin' and shit

I'm just in the meetin', talkin' business and shit

And you just in your pockets and your feelings, lil' bitch

[Chorus: Esparo & King Von]

Yeah, yeah, oh

Y'all get money, y'all get bitches, huh?

Y'all them niggas who get rowdy

Run the city with them blicks, huh?

Oh, y'all get packs, y'all get pieces, huh?

Caught a fed case, it ain't no bet

I know they niggas snitchin', huh?

Bad bitch, you independent, huh?

But you want me to buy you a new booty

New titties and a Fendi, huh?

Oh, I'm just checkin', I ain't trippin', huh?

He wants some smoke but we ain't trippin', huh? (Von)

[Verse 2: King Von]

King Von, I'm the hottest in the city

I just went and bought a chain, might just go and buy a Bentley

I got Glocks, I got choppas, I got semis

I done smoked so many niggas that them niggas still with me

I got hoes in every city, shows the only time I visit

Hoes never come up missin', I'm to scared to leave a witness

I got Youngin in the kitchen, shorty fuckin' up the dishes

Shoes, shirt, hat, Givenchy, jacket, socks, pants, Amiri, nigga

Huh? Jacket, socks, pants, Amiri, nigga

I hit yo' block like two, three times and leave you teary, nigga

I put them bands up on yo' head like Jason Terry, nigga

This shit gets scary, nigga

[Verse 3: Esparo]

I just cashed out on a new whip and my opps finna back out

On this fuck nigga in his spot, where the cash at?

Know my young niggas got the drop

Do the dash, dash, do a fuckin' 90$ block

So if it ain't about that shit, my nigga, just don't go talk about it

When a nigga get to talkin', we just heard it got a drop

Bitch, I know, I came from nothin', fuck you talkin' now I got it

Ain't it ironic that he talkin', that he slippin and we slidin'

[Chorus: Esparo]

Yeah, yeah, oh

Y'all get money, y'all get bitches, huh?

Y'all them niggas who get rowdy

Run the city with them blicks, huh?

Oh, y'all get packs, y'all get pieces, huh?

Caught a fed case, it ain't no bet

I know they niggas snitchin', huh?

Bad bitch, you independent, huh?

But you want me to buy you a new booty

New titties and a Fendi, huh?

Oh, I'm just checkin', I ain't trippin', huh?

He wants some smoke but we ain't trippin', huh?