Marvin Yay

Uh, the largest ****

It don't take no time

Hold on baby, turn off that Marvin Gaye

Let me fuck you to this gangster shit

Say she down to ride, gonna hold my Glock

That my lil' gangster bitch

Told that hoe I love her

Might be my dick what I'm thinking with

And security can't search us

Plus with don't need them, 'cause we came with sticks

We don't need them, 'cause we came with poles

Don't need they wands, 'cause we came with those

Promoters know I drink no liquor

Walk hard in my styrofoam

Everyone got carded, that what time I'm on

He ain't got no money, I heard he stupid broke

And my pockets stuffed, dumb knots

I got punched on some stupid folks

My opps a pack of squares

I'm just letting you know, your crew get smoked

Got three hundred shots like booko

Bullets, bald head like doodie lo (Like a bitch)

Aye, what you do with hoes

She don't work, then Im'a send her home

Me and broke **** don't get along

I'm tougher than a chicken bone

And these **** small like chicken little

Hit it, bitch I know he took to you, and lying

When I was on in stolos, and selling dope out rentals

Dog food, finna start a kennel

Sorry Lord, I am a sinner

I just want to get this paper

Count this shit till I get splinters

Hold on baby, turn off that Marvin Gaye

Let me fuck you to this gangster shit

Say she down to ride, gonna hold my Glock

That my lil' gangster bitch

Told that hoe I love her

Might be my dick what I'm thinking with

And security can't search us

Plus with don't need them, 'cause we came with sticks

We don't need them, 'cause we came with poles

Don't need they wands, 'cause we came with those

Promoters know I drink no liquor

Walk hard in my styrofoam

Everyone got carded, that's what time I'm on

He ain't got no money, I heard he stupid broke

And my pockets stuffed, dumb knots

I got punched on some stupid folks

Ice in my mouth that's why I chew this way

My bankroll is blue today

She told me she can't throw that ass

These bands will make her dance like Juicy J

Yeah, we trapping several ways

I's gonna post up, and serve lemonade

I got a ghetto story, I came up off of Air Force Ones, and Boosie fades

Living life like a rock star, now what the fuck I'm gon' do today?

What you supposed to do when these racks blue?

Hold on, it's like I can see the future

Whole lotta millions, whole lotta fucking shooters

Whole lotta money, still in the trap eating fucking noodles

Hold on baby, turn off that Marvin Gaye

Let me fuck you to this gangster shit

Say she down to ride, gonna hold my Glock

That my lil' gangster bitch

Told that hoe I love her

Might be my dick what I'm thinking with

And security can't search us

Plus with don't need them, 'cause we came with sticks

We don't need them, 'cause we came with poles

Don't need they wands, 'cause we came with those

Promoters know I drink no liquor

Walk hard in my styrofoam

Everyone got carded, that's what time I'm on

He ain't got no money, I heard he stupid broke

And my pockets stuffed, dumb knots

I got punched on some stupid folks

My pockets stuffed

Dumb knots

I got punched on some stupid folks, yeah

This shit getting large

This shit getting huge

This shit getting gigantic

Like the Titanic

This shit getting

This shit

The Titanic, I'ma just let you know how quick this shit can sink, ****

I don't share this shit, ****

Ah, spend this shit how we get it, ****