Michael Strahan

I roll down that window boy that chopper shoot extendo I got me ten bitches that's gone f*ck some when I say so Anywhere we go we got a seven six two draco My niggas make tornado we got sticks just like it's halo We go out to Neiman's with the fire we don't lay low We don't park valet we got a shooter on the stick A nigga try the gang we put a penny on his wig We was switching lanes with our sticks now we rich We was switching lanes nigga we was switching lanes My lil nigga crashed out on his op and now he gang We pop out them racks okay like money ain't a thing All my niggas tied into the mop they got some stain My little shawty got a hundred peas she better not say nothing We go out to Saks we got a sack like Michael Strahan I can't even cap I spent some money that shit good I don't give a f*ck if she from the hood she chop that wood I roll down that window boy that chopper shoot extendo I got me ten bitches that's gone f*ck some when I say so Anywhere we go we got a seven six two draco My niggas make tornado we got sticks just like it's halo We go out to Neiman's with the fire we don't lay low We don't park valet we got a shooter on the stick A nigga try the gang we put a penny on his wig We was switching lanes with our sticks now we rich I roll down that window boy that chopper shoot extendo I got me ten bitches that's gone f*ck some when I say so Anywhere we go we got a seven six two draco My niggas make tornado we got sticks just like it's halo We go out to Neiman's with the fire we don't lay low We don't park valet we got a shooter on the stick A nigga try the gang we put a penny on his wig We was switching lanes with our sticks now we rich She gone move that ass wherever we go because we so lit I be feeling bad when she on go because that your bitch One nigga tried to play like it was smoke and he got hit My lil niggas on go if they get caught they take they lick I can't love a model I know they be getting hit It be big bricks by the bottles if I get drunk I might get rich We can't f*ck if you don't swallow you gotta take care of my kids Shawty thought she hit the lotto when she met me and my twin I'm so smoking on exotic we so up we had to pop it All my niggas start them problems you can't find no one to solve it You can't find no one to save you I got bitches that's gone pay you I got bitches that go crazy get a op you get a baby I roll down that window boy that chopper shoot extendo I got me ten bitches that's gone f*ck some when I say so Anywhere we go we got a seven six two