[Intro: Lil Keed]
(Zaytoven)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
God damn, I couldn't even breathe just then
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
I spend that money
Shots at her bonnet
RIP London
I'm gettin' some hundreds
I beat her back in
I'm gettin' them back-ends
I got your freak ho, yeah, come on and tag in
Your main ho gave top
Gucci flip-flops
I got baby forty on me, shit, I pop shots
Got Slimes that pop locks
Yeah, fuckin' these thots
I just hopped on a G5 with a G5, you know what I'm sayin'? (Let's go, let's go)
[Verse 1: DYN Finesse]
Cali niggas that get money woah (Finesse)
DYN, they come and snatch your soul (DYN)
You know we never worried about so and so (Slime)
Gonna Slime a nigga that's stealin' from the store (Slatt)
Yeah, DYN fuckin' all these nigga hoes (DYN)
Stack the hundreds up to the motherfuckin' O (Yeah)
Fake ass niggas DYN gonna expose (Yeah)
DYN, money, snakes in my show (Oh yeah)
It's never been a worry
Stayed down, run the racks up in a hurry
We not signing shit, man, he cannot get discouraged
Why you actin' gangster when you know that you nerdy?
Bitch, I'm on a xan, moving slower than a turtle
She told me "Take it easy," but you know I would not hurt her
Ain't even do it, y'all just sit here with no purpose
Pass me the water 'cause you know these bitches thirsty
When they say I'm dirty, bitch, I'm dirty than ever
You know that Slug, that's my twin, know he slimy as ever
Niggas actin' like they hard, but they softer than ever
DYN think smart, bitch, you know I'm too clever
Slatt, slatt, slatt
Take her shit, won't get it back
Thoroughest nigga in the city, that's a fact, yeah (DYN)
Shawty run it up, uh, asthma attack
Can I pull up on Kanye if I ain't stamp back? Woah (Facts)
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
I spend that money
Shots at her bonnet
RIP London
I'm gettin' some hundreds
I beat her back in
I'm gettin' them back-ends
I got your freak ho, yeah, come on and tag in
Your main ho gave top
Gucci flip-flops
I got baby forty on me, shit, I pop shots
Got Slimes that pop locks
Yeah, fuckin' these thots
I just hopped on a G5 with a G5, you know what I'm sayin'? (Let's go, let's go)
[Verse 2: Lil Gotit]
I'll be the one drop the bag on the opps (No cap)
Y'all be the quicker ones that call the cops (Shut that)
Ain't sweet 'cause your lil' bitch gettin' dropped (Say what?)
Scat pack, yeah, pay the tag on the narcs (Skrrt, skrrt)
Give your ass a high fade just like Barber (Let's go, Hoodbaby)
Teach a lesson, I'll spank, spank that boy (Hah)
No stylist, drip all season (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm comin' 'round, I been flexin' on them birds (Hoodbaby)
Soon I pop my shit, they thinkin' I'm wrong (Haha, pop your shit)
Keep 'em comin', beggin' for money like goons (So high, oh, woah)
On a bootron
On the bullshit, just leave me alone (I'm just geeked)
Had a Hublot at nineteen, then copped a two-tone (I don't wanna argue)
I'm a drippy lil 'bastard, and I be runnin' that Ghost like I'm Casper (Now I switched to the Porsche)
Yeah, I'm shittin' on these fuck ass niggas, I need some pampers (That's crazy)
You niggas too funny, remind me of Adam Sandler (You niggas not the source)
I'm fuckin' on a nigga bitch, yeah, when I pull up camera (Hoodbaby)
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
I spend that money
Shots at her bonnet
RIP London
I'm gettin' some hundreds
I beat her back in
I'm gettin' them back-ends
I got your freak ho, yeah, come on and tag in
Your main ho gave top
Gucci flip-flops
I got baby forty on me, shit, I pop shots
Got Slimes that pop locks
Yeah, fuckin' these thots
I just hopped on a G5 with a G5, you know what I'm sayin'? (Let's go, let's go)
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