You get the bag and fumble it I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah) Straight out the lot, three hundred cash (cash) And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah) Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot) And she gon' fuck up a bag (yeah) Pull up to

I know my purpose European car, it came with curtains (Yeah) I have a daughter, I'm buying her baby Birkin (Baby Birkin) Fucked her good and got her legs hurtin' (Yeah) Found our wave and got them Ms early (Ms) Southside nigga from the dirty-dirty

Talk to me nice, I'll pull up and I'll come through Talk to me nice (nice) Fuck with the move (movie) Fifteen thousand (yeah, yeah) Just for some shoes (cash) Put it on a sprinter (sprinter) This is not a rental (no) Put it on a Lil Boat (Lil Boat)

Welcome to D12 World! Fuck the silly shit, I pull a mac milli quick, When D12 rock this summer it's over with. All these bitches and all these hoes, What the fuck you looking at me for? (You, nigga!). Oh yeah, you like my chain, want to get your skinny

Yo, llévame a la coco, yeah a la coco Ellos quieren coco, y yo tampoco Never trust a broke hoe, don’t fuck with po-po Número uno, me llama Yoko Pull up in them thing things, and let them things fling Niggas know my name ring, and it go “ding-ding” If I

Hello? Oh my God I know this ain't you calling me again Oof, ooh my God Yeah, yeah, it's him What in the fuck did I tell you about calling me? You found out 'bout who? Yeah, I bet you did found out about him who Yeah, I fuck with him, I fuck with him for

You gon' fuck around and leave 'em ruined like that RattPack the gang, they all on my back Old girl wanna fuck me, yeah she fine I'ma give her that D Out with the homies, I be Sippin' on somethin', oh shit, I might need an IV Permanently, permanently

I’m like hallelujah! Praise God, almighty, the most high, alpha and omega in the sky Let a mothafucka like this live Strollin' down the highway Yeah, lemme show 'em what I gotta give Do it your way This is beyond the flesh With my mind ablaze

It's about to be a robbery (Robbery) It's about to be a robbery Fuckin' with me, fuckin' with me Don't make a sound (Don't make a sound), don't make a sound (Don't make a sound) Yeah, a robbery It's about to be a robbery (Oh, we 'bout to rob 'em) LJ on

Why, why, why, why? You say you can't live without me So why aren't you dead yet? Why you still breathing? (why, why?) Then why aren't you dead yet? Why do you say that? Why aren't you dead yet? Yeah, tryna fuck me and my mind up It's a reminder you're a