What a love

I love money nigga I love drugs too

Matter of fact I'm finna go and pour me up a deuce

I can't never love a bitch cause they pick and choose

You be lovin' all your hoes, you a fuckin gook

Nigga if you can't up ten, get up out the room

I been makin bands, but I can't tell you how I do

All this dog shit finna take me through the roof

Gotta move cautious when they envy you Really havin' motion

This shit ain't no fluke Shawty in the band and she blowin dick like a flute

Now she off the xan and she tryna fuck on

The crew

Gen four on my side, sippin gin juice