[Verse] T-raw rock my own kick game 8 figure deal deal figure how im courtside at Clip game Still pop ace bitch Im a rose black Maybach leather gloves on that OJ OK the day you beating me no day Bands a make her dance that’s thousand dollar foreplay AK get a full clip not a soundwave You kissed her in her mouth ask her how my dick taste You don’t want no drama im worth a couple commas Its death before dishonor Last king come sign him all shit to be designer Extraordinary rhymer our bodies West west up hot temper Get wet up she give me Neck up she clean the mess up One false move death from a gesture Cash in the safe nigga I don’t feel no pressure Im dope
[Hook]x2 All my niggas dope All my bitches dope Cuz its 187 how how killing these
[Verse] She fuck Hermes and the hustle Crown on the watch 8.7 on the crib so fuck it Went gold on the music so it aint no budget New chains Rollex links New chick just to drag my mink New car just to ride around here Aviator crew we flies around here Hating on hood niggas that aint round here Bounce our balls got insurance on the beard Cars, rockstars dope boys at odds I done seen it all but its back to these broads Hands clap like a nigga in the stadium Million dollar chain but im rocking 8 of em I see you slipping boy don’t make me pick your label up Scottie Pipen on the dribble I just laid em up Nother trouble got me tripping like its angel dust We just winning all the women on our table huh Same my name say my name bitch say my name 100 million dollar name bitch say my name
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Rocka pill popper Tell them pull them things out cuz my car topless Off topic get on top it Wish us some absence So sincere in her belly King announcing that gangsta shit we mobbing We taking your dollar no white collar I pop pop wish a nigga would I promise I’m the bomb call me the Money in my game I’m driving you niggas insane You niggas stay in your lane no playing aint nothing changed Pardon this good regime I make your girl David Blane murder was the case All the kids say that nigga T-Raw dope