[Hook]
Tote tag, body bag, brand new FN on my dresser
Money bags, countin' cash
Cut yo work, we rockin' stretcher
If he talk outta line leave that pussy boy on stretchers
He mad he can't catch up, he can't get that check up
He can't tie my record, sip til' I got hiccups
Burberry my zip-up, you can't paint this picture
Roll that bitch like Fishers, Ferragamo slippers
No I can't trust no-one, two deuces ' I pour up
[Verse]
Two deuces I po' both
Xanax thats a no go
That boy don't want no smoke
I know he a no show
Poker boy gon' fold up
Less talk bitch just roll up
He don't sip no slow up, Karo cut his po' up
Sad dresser served us strain is paid in full like he my pager oh
He can't come to my block lil' boy stay up out this danger zone
Fuck yo plug bitch rock my phone
Worked that work when nights was long
Fuck that bitch don't want yo show, need more backwoods and extra dome
She gon' give me astrodome, that bitch say she love my tone
Got two phones rockin' back to back, don't call me 'less your money long
No I don't fuck with your song, I do me fuck what you on
Fingers itchin' countin' strong, these hunnids' stay where they belong
[Hook]
Tote tag, body bag, brand new FN on my dresser
Money bags, countin' cash
Cut yo work, we rockin' stretcher
If he talk outta line leave that pussy boy on stretchers
He mad he can't catch up, he can't get that check up
He can't tie my record, sip til' I got hiccups
Burberry my zip-up, you can't paint this picture
Roll that bitch like Fishers, Ferragamo slippers
No I can't trust no-one, two deuces ' I pour up
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