I-95

Man this rap shit easy Its just these niggas fake Niggas never sold shit and I can't relate I be getting to the bag yup all day Count the pape stack it up move far away Running through these bows niggga like a running back Tried to switch the game up bitch I'm Bo Jack Niggas aint on shit and we know that (Yea we know) Where the ghetto you was saying shit got sold at (We don't know) Helmut Lang drip wear it once and I'm through I don't trust a bitch she always want something new I just got some head she was loving the crew R&B Gray I got rhythm I got blue money Thumbing through the checks we was cashing em out Pull up to my hood we was passing em out Niggas thought it was a game started asking around Running to the bank bitch who laughing now Riding 95 for that work nigga Aye they say them niggas getting fresh cause them checks out And baby say she went Gray cause she stressed out A get this money mind your business that's the best route They aint believe me now these niggas feeling left out And we she sucking me I make her pull them breast out Head shot soon as a nigga poke his chest out Its a dirty ass game bring them refs out And get these niggas off the court who got next down Man I got dope in the cleaners getting pressed down That bag change yo bitch demeanor she impressed now It aint no pressure nigga I just scored a touchdown Off a go route who the catch now I aint flexing when I drop its gon' test out Im tryna knock a nigga out before the next round And we some million dollar niggas I aint just round And if we talking bout the price I got the best round Riding 95 for that work nigga (Yea) I 95 with that shit on me