Hypno

What Juicy say? He be like Shut the f*ck up! Yeah, yeah, hahaha King I got immaculate vision, no cataracts in my pupils Don't understand my decisions so I don't need your approval I'm a motherfuckin' villain, just like you see in the movie But still a motherfuckin' hero, stay lowkey like casino You know we fill the 'sino, pocket full of them C-notes Backwood full that primo, bad bitches drinkin' on Pino And margarita, bikinis, in different cities you seen it With bitches thick as Serena, lickin'- I see the line between 'em, man, they ain't actin' a genius Fill up arenas, promoters, we take they ass to a cleaners Two decades straight, a hundred shows, a hundred K at the gate A night, a piece, capisce? Bread bigger than me (jheeze) On the road to riches and diamond rings Where real niggas move things on private planes I said you lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass Lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass Ride through the city, hundred K on the seat Shinnin' like bitches in bikinis, sunny day on the beach Prey on the weak, never, I'ma find a way to stay on my feet Hand on my heat, Westside Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll Man, I been beefin' with my daughter, man, I'm dealin' with shit And a lot of my niggas contemplatin', goin' killin' some shit I put my bitch out like I'm Martin, in my feelings and shit 'Nother day of a dope boy, hunnid million, legit, okay On the road to riches and diamond rings Where real niggas move things on private planes And you know I was trappin', workin' at an early age Count my money, multiply, hurry, bag it up and buy it Sixty-five, with the iron, on the highway, blowin' big gas Lookin' for me I been sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass F*ck up, I am handling my own motherfuckin' business drama, we ain't goin' back and forth 'bout the riff raff Nigga talkin', nigga big cap, I won't listen to 'em They get kidnapped back when nobody pay the reserve for 'em Ain't never been a pawn, always been a king And I ain't never gave a damn what a nigga think, f*ck 'em On the road to riches and diamond rings Where real niggas move things on private planes I said you lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass Lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass Ride through the city, hundred K on the seat Shinnin' like bitches in bikinis, sunny day on the beach Prey on the weak, never, I'ma find a way to stay on my feet Hand on my heat, Westside Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll