No Luggage

Yeah, flyin' out to Cali, I ain't packin' no luggage

Yeah, yeah, let's do it

Say they lookin' for me

I was probably somewhere countin' up the money

Yeah, yeah, get into it

I just got a hunnid of 'em in all in one day

I just fucked a redbone badder than Beyoncé

I just made five thousand dollars all in one pay

I just spent some money on a whole bunch of AKs

I just got an automatic chip from my ese

I find this shit funny when these **** talkin' gunplay

They know how I'm comin', it's gon' only end up one way

Catch him out in traffic, we gon' send him on a one way

My lil' ****'s savage, they just wanna hear the gun spray

My lil' bitch the baddest, I could put her on the runway

My pockets the fattest, I done had a couple entrées

E'ry day we trappin', we don't believe in takin' off days

Rappin' or the trappin', I can't pick, so I took both ways

Best way to have it, have bitches goin' both ways

I don't even know if I'm gon' throw away the throw away

Capital G up in my gangsta, it ain't lowercase

All these diamonds on me, I just wonder what your whore say

**** on a slower day, we was cookin' four a day

Scarred from the street, they so deep, they won't go away

Dope fiends geekin', 'cause its heat, it ain't oil based

Diamonds on my wrist and on my teeth, shit pour K

Turn a half a brick hard, I can't lie, had a hard day

Bitches in a arcade, my lil' **** don't play

We gon' get to shootin' if a **** look the wrong way

Said I was done and fucked around and caught another case

Fuckin' with the bond, I done blew another thirty K

I keep four pockets, I keep a twenty on me every day

Get paid to talk shit, tell them crackers, check my resumé

If that dope don't hit the bottom, then that brick ain't clean

What the fuck is y'all drinkin'? That shit ain't lean

What the fuck was y'all thinkin'? I was runnin' outta cheese

I ain't never fallin' off, I got a plug on the Ps

I just run the sack up, I ain't fumblin' a thing

Got them racks put up, I ain't clumsy with the green

I ain't never need a bitch, I'm what a bitch need

Baby, I been makin' love to the money machine

Love all my brothers, can't shit come between

Make it straight out the gutter, that make you a king

Got charged with some cutters, that wasn't for me

Man, them bitches so crooked, it's fuck the police

I been back, gettin' paid ever since my release

All the COs amazed by my chain and my piece

Baby, I'm goin' global, way more than the East

It ain't up for debate, I'm the voice of the streets

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Up for debate, I'm the voice of the streets

Goin' global, way more than the East

It ain't up for debate, I'm the voice of my streets

Back gettin' paid ever since my release

All the COs amazed by my chain and my piece

I'm goin' global, way more than the East

It ain't up for debate, I'm the voice of the streets