I don't got diamonds, I don't got cars I don't have money to go throw it at the bar I don't got hoes but I know where they are I don't like bitches cause they talk too much I don't want fame cause that shit will always kill you All my favorite rappers either popped or ain't with us Riding in the drop, bumping City and Colour Day Old Hate when the rain start falling Motherfuck a label, do it on my own Switchblade on, don't you ever get it wrong Way too high to even motherfucking move Your girlfriend see me and know what to do These women want sex and we all know that So I just flow, let the rest fall back Back in the place, now the world's all mine A hundred one bitches on my motherfucking line
[Hook] I just need to know if you really down to roll If you trynna go, bitch you need to let me know You so far down this road, there ain't nowhere else to go I brought a lot of drugs, shut your mouth and fucking roll I just need to know, I just need to know I just need to know, if you really trynna go She say she love my songs, she say she love the flow She say she wanna blow, cause she heard I'm 'bout to blow