Dip

It's a turbo in the whip I'ma pull up then I dip Purple shit that's what I sip I got thirty on my hip And my cup dirty, so it's dirty on my lip Yo' bitch wanna suck me 'til all my kids disappear She ask where I'm from and I just tell her not from here And this pack I smoke it's too damn loud no I can't hear Niggas know I do the most Pull up on a nigga block don't make no post And my gun it's made by Glock it ain't no ghost Remember I was just broke, now I got money so I boast I ran up my bread, I got a loaf Nigga try to take my bread I'll turn him to toast I got hoes from the westside to the east coast Nigga can't fly with the bats 'cause the lil nigga broke Only roll Backwoods 'cause the trey five what I smoke All the shit I do for this hoe, she only talk 'bout what I don't Wanna talk 'bout money? I spent thirty five hundred just for a coat My cup real muddy, I'm with a white bitch and she do coke It's a turbo in the whip I'ma pull up then I dip Purple shit that's what I sip I got thirty on my hip