quiet (feat. Lockage)

We violent He ain't talm bout money hoe be quiet He ain't talm bout money bitch be quiet Pockets on big fat, yo pockets on diet Got this big ass stick, don't think he wanna try it Got this brand new coupe, and it got no mileage This hoe off a xan, other hoe off molly Hit em with that damn G2, he higher then pilots I don't care what you do, please just keep me out it Money keep on piling Ball hogs we move violent I don't f*ck with valet, no one else can drive it Yeah I'm up in LA, feel like Kobe Bryant Feel like god damn Shaq I won't call her back, hey This lil hoe a gnat Turn him to a stat, hey My pockets wen't up up up Yeah they got fat, hey Might slide in the Bentley truck or get that scat, hey I ride around in dat scat Nigga my pockets full I can't lack I run up a check and I get to a bag These lil niggas salty can't get what I have To get here man, you don't know the half Choppa hit em like a bat Only the real gon last That's why I stay counting these racks That's how I stay counting these stacks Run up i get to them backends Lame niggas man they not my friends Only me and gang, yeah Only me and gang, yeah And I'm a go get to the bucks Yeah I'm a go Giannis it up I told these boy they outta luck I told these boy they outta luck We sending them shots better duck I see a opp tryna rush ARP get that boy fucked I'm a go do what I want just because You broke and annoying I know that shit suck Volcano choppa that shit gon erupt He not talking money I don't care what he does I'm putting this shit on I don't need a stylist Had to show these lil niggas I'm bout it, hey He ain't talm bout money hoe be quiet He ain't talm bout money bitch be quiet Pockets on big fat, yo pockets on diet Got this big ass stick, don't think he wanna try it Got this brand new coupe, and it got no mileage This hoe off a xan, other hoe off molly Hit em with that damn G2, he higher then pilots I don't care what you do, please just keep me out it