Two Cellphones

I say ten bankrolls Two cellphones I'm on I was swerving through St.George I saw an opp and sent him home It's just me and my glizzy Horse in my hemi Racks I get plenty Pockets real hefty Huh? And your girl wanna sex me You can't run a mile in my shoes best respect me White girl work at starbucks She refresh me with that Becky When did we start using fentanyl just to stretch it? That shit wack get yo bitch ass out the trap And she a splat can't associate with that From LIB we put cheese out there for rats The opp olympics watch that boy run four flat And she know that I'm that nigga Been running up the figures Yeah she say she love me But she heart eyes other niggas Go figure my name keep getting bigger You don't want no smoke with me I'll turn you to a quitter I crank up the SRT She feel it in her liver uh She a five star chick I had a five star dinner uh Beatclub hit my line Cause on these beats I go gorilla uh Went from Shaq's to Lebron's Now I'm stepping in Margelas Sophisticated ignorance I know that it's Margielas Why he talking crazy When he softer than a feather Yeah I'm lit up just like WiFi All theses bitches wanna tether Yeah I wockhardt and my glock hard Can't nobody do it better It's just me and my glizzy Horse in my hemi Racks I get plenty I get plenty It's just me and my glizzy Horse in my hemi Racks I get plenty I get plenty Aye lets go Racks i get plenty Aye lets go I said them racks i get plenty Me and my glizzy Horse in my hemi Racks i get plenty Pockets real hefty