7 Mile Bike Ride pt. 2

Tired of all this motherfuckin' talkin' shit

You **** know who really do this shit

Quit playin' with me

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

Drop top on a summer day

40k, all cash

Lookin' out the window of this jet

I know time'll pass

I used to fuck with baby girl

But knew that it would never last

'Cause I be on some other shit

On a whole 'nother planet

Goin' through these documents

Shootin' like Stojakovic

Stones with the paperwork

I'm just bein' optimistic

I'm just bein' confident

I just keep droppin' shit

I just keep coppin' shit

I ain't gotta pop my shit

Bouncin' like a trampoline

Hotter than some matches and some gasoline

Hotter than a mink in a thousand degrees

Summertime packin' the heat

This shit can get crazy

**** better stay on feet

'Cause shit been changin'

Prices is higher, dollar is droppin'

I count it precisely, I need the profit

I'm feelin' like Malcolm, totin' a rifle

Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar

Let's get this money, ****

We ain't doin' no lil' shit

Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar

Fuck you talkin' 'bout?

**** out here crashin' out over the buns

Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar

****, what's your R.O.I., ****?

Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar

Shit gotta make sense, bitch

Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar

Shh, Goddamn

Uh, sock it to me

Good job, aye, aye, aye, shh

Damn, good job

Sock it to me

Uh, damn