I'm smokin the fuckin Gelato in this bitch right now
I like my money in a hunnids
I'm in the clouds I'm with the gods we eatin all that fuckin gas
Hit da plug up after we done that bitch so ransacked
Hoes be so mad cause I'm sittin chillin in my bag
Imma sinner and a winner all in one get that
I know she want me see that look when I'm walkin past
She gotta have the style jeans so tight round her fuckin ass
These fellas ain't got no chance I fuck they bitch while I laugh
Real ones switchin up like we never had a pact
You choose the life you live and that's a fuckin fact
I want it then I get it while you sittin on your ass
3x tennis chains see that ice in the forecast
I ain't mad I just go run it up
These hoes so broke could never be like us
I ain't got no strap but I'm sure booted up
Steady suckin dick but she booed up
Anyways at the end of the day praise god and tell him thanks
I was so depressed and broke
These bitches only ate up off my plate
They say they there for you but that shit ain't everyday
They talkin smack behind your back til you in they face
My drip it splashin like a tsunami catch my wave
I rock that new Louie while yours so out of date
My calendar even called yo ass tardy late
I smoke that big gas like I'm from outer space