YEA 2

(Yeah) Uhh uhh (huh) Sex, sesh, x, (yeah) Flip the fuckin' hundred duffle All we got in there, is cash I ain't got nothing to fumble Lets see you try that, no bap Your ass better not, get in trouble I plant that shit, in your bag (uh huh) (uh huh) Pistol tag (uh huh) (uh huh) You is it Bang the fuckin', ar back Bang the fuckin', ar back Oh you tough, lets find out yeah Choppa' pierce, his goofy ass Never understood, the high F*ck you think, your reason why I ain't living, for a while Everything don't seem to fucking right ('ight 'ight) ('ight) ('ight) (heh) You ain't wanna do that shit, so why you keep on doing it Flip that fucking, burger bitch You still work for, nothing shit Drugs ain't got no fucking grip And I ain't finna' settle (yea) Sex, sesh, x (yeah) Flip the fuckin hundred duffle All we got in there, is cash I ain't got nothing to fumble Lets see you try that, no bap Your ass better not, get in trouble I plant that shit, in your bag (uh huh) (uh huh) Pistol tag (uh huh) (uh huh) You is it Bang the fuckin', ar back Bang the fuckin', ar back Oh you tough, lets find out yeah Choppa' pierce, his goofy ass