Que guardo por tí (ehh) La co- por que Spent four hundred Spent, uh
Spent 400 on this shirt, I’m gon’ wear it one time Imma pour four out it, then add some extra lines Sent her in there for a Fanta, tell her get the yellow kind We gon’ take him out the game if he playin’ out of bounds It’s a clip on the bottom, that ain’t nun’ but extra rounds [?] pack in your name, I’m not goin’ out of town Still remember all them trips when I was in and out of town I be smokin’ all this cookie, I be in n’ out of pounds (oh shit)
Hit her from the side, she be making all the sounds I just took a half a perc, my cream soda washed it down Got a couple [?] passed, I be making touchdowns I can go buy a plain jane and a bust down What the fuck you doin’, why you reaching for my blunt? Four fifty for a t-shirt, only wear it once Bitch I play with cars, this is not no fuckin [?] Ridin’ through my neighborhood smellin’ like a fuckin’ skunk I just put a half a line in my motherfuckin’ cup Boy I bet this AR turn you to a fuckin’ punk Ridin’ with my new Glock, it won’t leave no fuckin’ lump Boy you ain’t got no hustle, you ain’t shit but a bum I just got some percocets with the Chinese V Too blowed, eyes low, how the Chinese be ‘Member I was taking orders, had em shipping TVs I just bought a cream soda, got this bitch a sweet tea