Lyrics: Ackquille Pollard/Allan Lopez/Franco Ponceana/Samy Tiger Kartas
Music: Ackquille Pollard/Allan Lopez/Franco Ponceana/Samy Tiger Kartas
[Intro]
Ain't got no time for sleep
[Verse]
With so much money on my mind, ain't got no time for me
Shorty call me all the time and say she tired of me
I know that I pop a lot, and smoke a lot of weed
And I don't pay her any mind when I be countin' breesh
Baby, I'm busy on the road, I need some time to breathe
They had me locked up in the pens, doin' twenty-three
So I be stackin' Mr. Ben 'til he twenty feet
A lot of, a lot of Ms in my twenty-three's
B***h, .45 on my waist, I'm with my ven aquí
B***h, .45 on my waist, don't gotta turn the key
B***h, .45 on my waist, I'm in my Bentley Jeep
Niggas, finna fire on them niggas, they was twenty-thr
If I put that iron on them niggas, they remember me
If you heard we slidin' on them niggas, they make memories
If I put that iron on them niggas, they remember me
If you heard we slidin' on them niggas, they make memories
Chopper, chopper, brr, brand new chopper out to tear bodies
PJ got a thirty and extenders in this hand Glock
I'm gettin' get rich as ****, I'm just tryna keep my mans out
Gave my bro a dub, we been coadie since the sandbox
Huh, you say it's love, then why your hands up?
Huh, so you say it's love, then why your hands up?
They got they hands up and she always got her pants down
They say I stand out, then she tell me I'm the man now
Yeah, and this b***h always got her pants down, yeah
They tryna get me for my bands now, for my mans now
Tryna kill me for my queso, fill the tan up
Tryna kill me for the Lamb' now (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got a chopper with a stand now (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I bought the chopper with a stand now
I ain't playin' 'round, niggas **** around and lay it down
I'ma tear it down, from their friends to the grandma (Grrra)
I'ma hit him in his head, ha (Yeah, yeah)
I'm gon' hit him 'til this TEC stop or the vest pop
I'ma hit him in his yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
I hit a nigga, now his mans hot (Brrr)
I hit the nigga till it jam, hot (Brrr, brrr)
I got the chopper with the stand now, b***h, I ain't playin' 'round
Send the money in advance, it sound like a band, yah
When I'm bustin' on my (Baow, baow, baow)
When I'm bustin' on my, yeah, ha, yeah (Baow, baow, baow)
When I'm bustin' off the chance, I'm so off them yams
I done kept the thirty in the gram, bustin', no repent
Free all my niggas off from jail, right, yeah
?They been my niggas, they some jail, right, yeah
I got the kilos in his man's spot, they in the spot, it's hot
Hit the .40, get the block hot, I make you blackout
So tell these niggas, "I'm top shotta", I'm big and badder
I'm in the kitchen with these choppers, I'm quick to pop ya
A nigga play, he gettin' shot up, head top off
And you know my hits are mighter, in the Spider
Niggas play, they gettin' shot up
Brrra, I got a chopper in the chopper (b***h)
Brrra, I got a chopper in the chopper
You **** with Bobby, you **** with me, go get your doctor
Go get your papa, go get your mother and your mama (Lil' b***h)
And I'ma go and get my llama (Yeah)
And we gon' do it on the Flossy, **** what you on, G
Yeah, we can do it like some doggies, right on the concrete
And I'ma show you I'm a dog, B, yeah
She only like me 'cause I'm flossy (Yeah)
She only like me 'cause the office, niggas is bossy
I bought the choppers with the tall ting, you takin' floor seats
I'm on the jet, havin' orgies
I used to shoot up niggas' porch, G
I'm in the jet, havin' orgies, **** what you saw, G
I used to shoot up niggas' porches, he with the torch, G
Now we lit, we havin' orgies
Brrra, tell them hoes, "Don't record me"
Brrra, ayy, you know ain't no one as hard as me
No one is dawg as me, can't no nigga gon' take in charge of m
No skin as dark as me
And ain't no nigga ain't got no heart like me (Uh-uh)
I heard these niggas try spark with G
Please, b***h, had me come up on your parkin' lot
In the parkin' spot
Hit the nigga in the parkin' spot, right in the parkin' lot
You know these niggas like to talk a lot
Shh, oh, he ain't tell you that he coughed a lot? (Lil' b***h)
Brr, oh, they ain't tell you that they coughed a lot?
Say, '**** you talkin' 'bout?' Say, '**** that shit'
Nigga, I'm from Clarkson Ave, we them doggies out
Me and 'em dogs, we like to bark a lot
Yeah, and it's just rappin', dawg, yeah
And I like my voice 'cause this just rappin', dawg
Half of this spazzin', dawg
Don't need 2K and I start spazzin' dawg
**** with this ratchet though
Gon' make me put you on game and I'm gon' clap it off
I slap BD, nigga, and I slap it off, bow
You see his hi-top, watch me slap it off
Heard that you backin' off
Niggas play, then knock your ratchet off
And then I just slapped it off, bow, bow
Hit that ratchet off, brr
Watch me, big Boosie, backin' off
Brr, now watch this ratchet back the b***h off
I dropped them, I slapped them off
You see his response, we slap him off
Watch me clap it off
First deal, nigga (What)
First talk, first dead nigga
First nigga talk, first catch a round, nigga
From the ounce, nigga
Play with me, it's goin' down, nigga
Lay him down, nigga, from his mother****in' squad, nigga
Make up your face like you bi, nigga
You **** around and catch a shot, nigga
You know I'm hot, nigga, play with me, that's on the spot
He dropped his chops, bleed, everybody gettin' shots, nigga
Brr, .45 in the Glock, nigga
Brr, yeah, they know I'm a hot nigga, hit your block, nigga
Put the .30 in the Glock, we gon' get you shot, nigga
****in' with me like you bi, nigga
They made these b*****s talk a lot, nigga
Until I catch him on the spot, nigga
Make a shot, nigga, with the .30 in the Glock
Walk his block, nigga, catch him in the parkin' lot, nigga
Dub, and I'm gon' get 'til I'm parked, nigga
Hood, they **** with me, then they gon' get parked, nigga
They get parked, nigga, quick, fast
Get 'em sparked, nigga, play the heart, nigga
Play for keeps when you're on nigga (What)
That gang shit 'til the morn', nigga
That gang shit 'til the night, nigga
That's your life, nigga
Play with us, we GS9, nigga
Hit you twice, nigga
Hit you three times in your eyes, nigga
Brr, shootin', shootin', niggas blind, nigga
Brr, he only got two on his rod, nigga, and two slide, nigga
We got two up on his side, nigga
Hit his side nigga, soon
Hit him in the ride, nigga
Brr, right in his head, right in his side, nigga
Brr, ha ha ha ha
Dread nigga, yeah
They **** with me, they know I'm Crip, nigga
They play with me, they know it's lit, nigga
Give a six nigga, hit right you right in front your b***h, nigga
Grip the click, nigga, drums hanging off the whip, nigga, brr