Make Some Noise

Paint the picture of a genius Forty-five on my waistline Interstate sign Bow down to Donny Niggas get scared when they see me behind the weal of that Mozerati In a strugglin' circle Blowin' purple You niggas hurtin' I don't give a f*ck Don't give a f*ck, go cop me another truck Hit you with the hammer, have you stuck What block you from? What block you from? Check the seenery, plastic and rubber bands rapped around my greenery My energy crazy Soon as I walk up in the club, my jewelry drippin' on me like I just stepped out the tub So fresh, so clean, that's why I'm so cocky Rocky body, I get the bitch to give me coffee These motherfuckers can't stop me Where my shooters at? we them dope boys We the weed killers, make some noise Money? I get it Pussy? I get it Cars? I get it Where my shooters at? we them dope boys We the weed killers, make some noise Loso Drug dealing weather, hoodie under the leather The weed without steze, birds with no feathers Your beef is mine, we loading guns together My goons ride, we give it to whoever F*ck getting by there, hood is getting dry Come with tricks out of town, have my Mack sittin' high The streets is talkin', niggas die over words So don't understate anything you overheard The young shooters will kill something if you don't buy lunch Six piece wings, hot fries, and a whole fruit punch That's why I gotta move like a rich nigga Might be with a nigga's bitch, but never with a bitch nigga We all know the ones, who'd be hood if they could And they got them girls who think they too good for the hood So all I can do is keep a c note Cause it's goin' down, and the streets is a steep slope Where my shooters at? we them dope boys We the weed killers, make some noise Money? I get it Pussy? I get it Cars? I get it Where my shooters at? we them dope boys We the weed killers, make some noise