I’m in that mooky
I’m in that joy rich
I get like pookie
For that fly shit
Too many shoes
For my closet
My whole collection
Could pay your way through college
I’m with my girl
She lookin fly
I’m with my homies
We getting high
I told my mama
Get what you want
I hope my mama
Proud of her son
I made 100
In like a month
I need a million
Before it’s done
I rep the gang
I Rep The Bay
I put my homies
They getting paid
I pray to God
Every day
I think he listenin to what I’m tryna say
Same shit
Different day
Same shit
Different day
Same jeans
Different pair
Takeover
Get prepared
Got haters
I don’t care
Put yo motherfuckin 3’s in the air
I smoke papers
I smoke blunts too
You think you shinin
I might sun you
I show love
I don’t hate
It’s all good
I’m feelin great
Benihanas
By the plate
I got the chicken
She got the steak
I had a vision
That I could fly
I got a TV
In my ride
Hop in
Take a ride
Woman of my dreams
I made er mine
You ain’t ballin
You a liar
You ain’t ballin
You a liar
compositores: Sudan Williams
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