30 Percent

(Ooh, Fetti made this) This bitch fucking up my mode I can't think straight You still got that booboo ass weed That damn near i was on the road with five Bitches for like three days You can ask them last Niggas 'bout that freeway Like aye, nigga, shoutout Richie Rich This bitch got her hand but She ain't give me shit Ain't nobody gave me shit when I was on the 6 She want Jimmy Choo and give me that, bitch You gon' give me this Catch me bouncing out the load Balenciaga toes nigga, this a full G man This is not no ghost If I can't get it out the Bitch then I'ma kick a door And you niggas still f*ck with And y'all know he told nigga, he is not a Lil bro just caught another shh He ain't make no bail Go and check the scoreboard You niggas taking Ls I know these niggas wanna smokе Me but they nevеr will Aye, but they not gon' do it I know some niggas said that they gon' kill Me but they not gon' shoot it Why the f*ck you flexing with that pole And you still ain't use it? Sleazeball, I'm tryna turn her On to prostitution, Aye Sleazeball, I'm tryna turn her On to selling butt You gon' f*ck these tricks for couple bucks Then you gon' fork it up Aye, ain't no shooting from the load We finna foot up I heard your lil brother in the County scared to knuckle up Tryna hotbox this load and Leave his whip smoking I'll beat your baby mama down Until my hip broken All at your baby mama house I got blick on me Like how that nigga told and got Rolled but that's your big homie? But aye, nigga, it's me, myself and I Give it here This bitch got until I count to five I might just have to cock my arm Back and sock her in her eye I just lost my dead pack, somebody finna die I just lost my dead pack I'm finna smoke somebody Woke up in the pen hella mad I'm finna poke somebody If you seen me with them Niggas it's a throwback probably Before the Doe I was Lil Lott You don't know that Mani Before the Doe I was Lil Lott But you don't know that though I only get my weed from I don't smoke no dope I just copped six pink 10s, I'm finna I'm tryna cook a brick in here, Rich Close that door Nigga, they can't even take the Pain so I'm applying pressure You can catch me with lil He gon' slide whenever That nigga said he can move a brick But I can move it faster I don't want a 304, I want exotic dancers